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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figured he couldn’t just sit back, so he decided to be bold for once.

poke your eyes out

“I believe you

him a sideways glance. “Water.”

the water, cradled her head, and fed it

In the evening.

boy came

trying to see what George was making for dinner. He kept going back and forth between

was getting closer to the bed, he suddenly took out a

bought this

and turned to

little brat trying to

asked him, “Where

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

by the garbage dump, there’s a house that’s been collapsed for many years. Nobody

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

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and there was nothing

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

a bod for him

little boy asked, “What are you guys

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

down an

boy heard that George wanted him to sleep there at night, he asked, “Then do I have to pay you back the money you gave

said, “No

instantly cheered up again.

bed differed, positioned about a meter lower than their own Despite this, three people sharing one cramped room

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 conversations with