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.

dinner, Alva proceeded to clean up the table, but Jackson stopped her. “You can’t touch

use hot

believe I can handle these easy tasks too. Sit

him, she sat on the sofa and watched his busy figure in

have met such a good person, even could take care of

doesn’t feel the same way.

someone well, especially someone as

Jackson likes her.

but she had to accept this fact.

“How are you feeling? Are you used to

getting used to it,” Alva replied.

said, “Jackson,

appeared on

fully recovered yet. Where

“Home.”

she

head and said, “Where do you stay? I’ll send

your bank account number, and

herself from him. He crossed his hands and

“Yes.”

are you leaving?”

at 3 o’clock

back to H city, while Jackson stood at the airport,

Two years later.

35th floor, Fashion Design Department.

hair with a pencil and held another pencil in her

drawing with seriousness and concentration, her hair falling in front of

appeared in front

nose itches, and she sneezes.

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