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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just sit back,

eyes out if you dare.”

helplessly. “I believe

shot him a sideways

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

In the evening.

boy

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

closer to the bed, he suddenly took out a poorly wrapped chocolate cake and placed

“I bought this for you, cough

heard his words and turned to

brat trying to please Isabelle with something.

him, “Where

the boy felt his excitement translate into. his body. He waved his little arms a couple of times and

that’s been collapsed for many years. Nobody goes there at night, so I sleep there. Nobody will see

because if the neighbours saw him, they

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afraid, but the collapsed house had no mood, and there was nothing to cover himself with

but instead remarked in George’s retreating ligure, “He’s

up a bod for

asked, “What are you guys talking

dinner, he avoided the neighbones‘ sight and had the little

down an old

night, he asked, “Then do I have to pay

said, “No

boy instantly cheered up again.

than their own Despite this, three people sharing one cramped room made George

the little boy was thirteen or fourteen, he looked about ten because of long–term

trying to