Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 443 Jealousy

The little boy saw it and asked, “You don’t feed your wife?”

Isabelle responded, “It’s not tasty.”

The little boy said, “It’s clearly very tasty. It’s the tastiest thing I’ve ever eaten. There’s even meat in it. It’s as tasty as chocolate cake.”

Finished

He quietly ate the noodle, with his dark eyes stealing glances at Isabelle without blinking.

Isabelle asked, “Why do you keep peeking at me?”

The little boy was caught in the act, feeling shy. “Because you’re pretty.”

He was good at coaxing girls. Then, he added, “You speak Egnaric very beautifully.”

Isabelle said, “Just look if you want.”

The little boy felt even more embarrassed. With a flushed face, he finished the last bit of soup in his bowl, set it down, and quickly left.

Isabelle was about to take a sip of water when she heard someone speaking sarcastically, “You’re quite generous, Miss Jenkins.”

She looked at him. “Jealous?”

George was taken aback. “Hmm?”

Jealous of that little boy?

Isabelle said, “If I told you to look, do you dare to?”

She was still irritated about him taking advantage of the situation the night before to kiss her neck while helping her bathe.

George thought, I’m just jealous, how did the conversation turn to this? Loose lips indeed sink ships.

Remembering how she blushed and the kiss he left on her neck, someone decided. to take a chance. “Maybe you should try seducing me again tonight.”

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Chapter 443 Jealousy

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about it, George figured he couldn’t just sit

eyes out if you dare.”

“I believe you will.”

a sideways glance. “Water.”

her head, and fed it

In the evening.

little boy came

see what George was making for dinner. He kept going back and forth between the bed and George, nervously

suddenly took out a poorly wrapped chocolate cake and placed it on

“I bought this for you, cough

his words and turned

the little brat trying

coughing, Isabelle asked him, “Where have you

his excitement translate into. his body. He waved his little

the garbage dump, there’s a house that’s been collapsed for many

a house, but he didn’t go home to sleep because if the neighbours saw him, they would inevitably ask questions. That was why he hid in the

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but the collapsed house had no mood, and there was nothing to cover himself with at night, which made it unheraldy

retreating ligure, “He’s got a home but

a bod for him here in

boy asked, “What are you guys talking

the neighbones‘ sight and had the little boy lead the way

also laid down an old blanket

George wanted him to sleep there at night, he asked,

said, “No need”

instantly cheered up again.

height of the boy’s bed differed, positioned about a meter lower than their own Despite this, three people sharing one cramped room made George feel

though the little boy was thirteen or fourteen, he looked about ten because of long–term malnutrition. But a boy’s still

he kept trying to start