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

use hot water instead.”

a man, I believe I can handle these easy tasks too. Sit down whilst I do

she couldn’t resist him, she sat on the sofa and watched his

she thought she was lucky to have met such

doesn’t feel the

someone well, especially someone as

Jackson likes her.

she had to accept this

next to her. “How are you feeling? Are you used

getting used to

said, “Jackson, I’m

on Jackson’s face, then

recovered yet. Where are

“Home.”

Jackson suddenly remembered that she still had a home.

do you stay?

bank account

herself from him. He crossed his hands and clenched

“Yes.”

are you

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

Two years later.

Fashion Design

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

hair

appeared in front of her, tickling

itches, and

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