Chapter 18 The Departure

Alva returned back to the apartment. She was surprised to see Jackson.

Upon seeing the door open, Jackson approached her. “You’re back.”

Alva noticed the apron he was wearing. “What’s this for?”

“Oh, you haven’t tasted the food I cooked yet. You can try it later and see how it tastes,” he replied.

Alva looked towards the kitchen, catching a whiff of the delicious aroma. Her gaze lowered, and she spoke, “Okay.”

Half an hour later, the meal was served, and the colours and presentation were excellent.

The taste couldn’t possibly be bad.

Jackson placed a piece of sweet and sour spareribs into her bowl. “The weather is humid, have some sour and sweet dishes to stimulate your appetite.”

Alva picked it up and took a bite.

Jackson nervously looked at her, “How is it?”

“It’s delicious.”

“Really?” His eyes lit up.

Alva replied earnestly, “Really.”

“Great! have some more then.”

Jackson kept serving Alva more dishes, and she finished them all. Jackson was very happy.

the table, but Jackson stopped her. “You can’t touch cold water,

use hot water instead.”

these easy tasks too. Sit down whilst

the sofa and watched his busy figure in

have met such a good person, even could

doesn’t feel the same

treat someone well, especially someone as

Jackson likes her.

didn’t believe it, but she had to accept this

are you feeling? Are you used to living

used to it,”

him, she said, “Jackson,

on Jackson’s face, then disappeared.

yet.

“Home.”

that she

“Where do you stay? I’ll

go by myself. Give me your bank account number, and I’ll

He crossed his hands and clenched them tightly before

“Yes.”

you leaving?”

at 3 o’clock in the afternoon.”

back to H city, while Jackson stood at the airport, gazing ahead, his hands

Two years later.

35th floor, Fashion

held another pencil in her hand, drawing on a piece of paper.

with seriousness and concentration, her hair falling in

a Louis appeared in front of her,

itches, and she

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