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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just sit back,

“I’ll poke your eyes out if

helplessly. “I believe

shot him a

the water, cradled her head, and fed it to her, saying, “Be

In the evening.

boy came

closer to the bed while sneakily trying to see what George was making for dinner. He

he suddenly took out a poorly wrapped chocolate cake and placed it on Isabelle’s

this for you, cough

words and turned to

brat trying to please Isabelle with

his coughing, Isabelle asked him, “Where have you been sleeping

felt his excitement translate into. his body. He waved

the far right, he told Isabelle, “Over there by the garbage dump, there’s a house that’s been collapsed for many years. Nobody goes there at

if the neighbours saw him, they would inevitably ask questions. That was why he hid in the

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mood, and there was nothing to cover himself with at night, which made it unheraldy

George’s retreating ligure, “He’s got a home but doesn’t go back. The neighbours

a bod for him

boy asked, “What are you

he avoided the neighbones‘ sight and had the little

an old blanket for

little boy heard that George wanted him to sleep there at night, he asked, “Then do I have to pay

said, “No need”

instantly cheered up again.

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.

to start conversations with her.