Let Love Takes Away All This Pain By Jenna Writes novel Chapter 120

Chapter 120, Are You Getting Married? 

When he got out of the car, he picked up the thermos on the passenger seat and walked into the AK. 

Alva is working on a plan. 

Her plan is almost ready. 

When she’s done, she goes back to the hotel. 

But before she could finish it, a pink thermal bucket was placed in front of her. 

Alva was stunned. 

Soon, she thought of something, looked behind her, and saw Jackson looking at her with a smile. 

Alva was surprised, “Why did you come up?” 

As she spoke, she looked around and found that she was the only one in the design department. 

This… 

Jackson smiled and said, “Didn’t expect it?” 

Alva shook her head, “I didn’t expect it.” 

What a surprise. 

Is this a surprise? 

Jackson blinked, “Not a surprise.” 

Chapter 120, Are You Getting Married? 

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Alva was helpless, “You can always see through my thoughts.” 

“Isn’t this normal?” 

“All right.” 

He really understood her. 

Jackson opened the thermos and took out the food inside, “You must not have eaten again, eat, and then be busy.” 

He really knew himself, and Alva didn’t know what to say. 

But soon, Alva found a problem. 

“These dishes… you made them?” 

“What do you think?” 

Jackson put the chopsticks in her hand. 

Alva looked at the dishes and didn’t move, “Where did you cook this?” 

They live in a hotel, and they can’t cook in the hotel. 

Jackson bent his lips, held her hand, picked the dishes in his hand, and put them in the bowl, “Don’t ask anything now, eat well, and work well after eating.” 

Then they go back. 

Alva looked at these familiar dishes and knew that he must have wasted a lot of thought. 

Soft in heart, “Okay, I will definitely finish my work soon.” 

“Then I’ll wait.” 

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Chapter 120, Are You Getting Married? 

Alva quickly finished her meal and got busy, while Jackson sat watching her, waiting for her. 

Although she was so busy that she didn’t even have time to look at him, he was still very satisfied. 

Ambrose returned to the villa and had just walked in when his phone rang. 

Ambrose pulled out his phone and looked at the screen. 

Seeing the name on the screen, he raised his eyebrows. 

Swipe the answer button, throw the suit jacket on the sofa, and then sit down, “It’s rare for you, a busy person, to call me.”. 

“Design a suit and a dress for me.” 

Unique cold voice, not who Uriah is.