Her bite on his shoulder was not very painful. However, she looked pretty interesting when she was angry.
"You still need two weeks to get used to eating?"
"Huh?"
Kara froze, and before she knew it, he carried her downstairs.
She sat down at the table and Libby quickly served a bowl of noodles with some carrots and eggs.
Kara had no appetite. However, when she smelled it, she swallowed. She stopped looking at him, picked up the fork, and started to eat the noodles.
She drank all the noodle soup and burped. James held back his laughter, rubbed her little head, and took her for a walk.
"I want to go back to painting."
Kara puffed out her cheeks in anger. She didn't want to stay with him, but her wrist was held by him, so she couldn't escape.
The wind of the summer night mixed with the faint scent of flowers felt quite comfortable on the face.
Kara followed him, kept quiet, and walked along the road.
In the past, they had passed here when they ran together.
But at that time, she was too tired to see the scenery.
There was a big pond with many lotus flowers blooming and swaying with the wind, which was so refreshing.
"James, Madam Hemming wants a great-grandchild. You know my health. I ..."
"Kara, I'll take care of this. You don't have to worry," James reassured her in a low voice.
"How are you going to deal with it?" Kara wanted to talk to him about this.
"You don't believe me again?"
James didn't want to put pressure on her, so he strode over to her and held her in his arms.
"I know what you are worried about. When you're older, we'll have a baby. Good girl, don't overthink it."
Kara leaned into his arms, smelling the mint scent from him. Hearing his steady heartbeat, she felt a little attached to him.
"James, maybe we're not right for each other?"
"Kara, it can't be. You're the one for me. Don't try to leave me, okay?"
He ordered in a low voice in her ear. His tone was gentle, but its content was so domineering that she couldn't say no.
...
The next day, James had to go on a business trip, but Kara only learned the news while eating breakfast.
Originally, she wanted to give him the cold shoulder, but as soon as she heard that he was leaving, she didn't want to do that anymore.
Nolan had arrived. He was about to go upstairs to pack James' things but was stopped by a cold look from James. His forehead was in a cold sweat.
"Mr. James, you have to bring a few clothes for your business trip."
James nodded, wearing a straight face. He turned to look at Kara.
When Kara sensed his gaze, she was confused.
Nolan, of course, knew what Mr. James wanted. He sighed quietly. Mr. James wanted a display of affection, and he had to watch it despite his reluctance.
"Mrs. Hemming, since you're engaged to Mr. James, you should pack things for Mr. James."
Kara nodded. It should be her responsibility, but she didn't know what to pack.
"James, what do you need to bring?"
James was very satisfied with her attentiveness. He took her upstairs to his bedroom, brought a small suitcase, and asked her to help him pack up his daily necessities. Then he went to the study to pack some documents.
Kara watched him leave and when she opened her mouth to speak, the door was closed.
Pursing her lips, she opened the closet and smelled a faint scent of mint.
She scratched her head in frustration and then took two sets of clothes and toiletries for daily use.
James opened the door to his room after taking a document. He leaned lazily against the door and watched Kara walk around the room. His thin lips curled slightly.
He was in a good mood.
After working for a while, Kara filled his suitcase with a sense of accomplishment.
"James, take a look and see if you need anything else."
James walked to the suitcase. When he looked at the mess in it, the smile on his face vanished.
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