You Are The Apple of My Eyes

Chapter 152 Romance

Seeing Jessica, John was a little surprised. Then he looked at Nina, who was indifferent, and he frowned slightly.

"I want to come back so I'm back." He knew that Jessica was hostile to Nina, so he could only say that.

In fact, Helen told him that Nina kept sneezing the whole afternoon so he came back in a hurry.

"Well, you should focus on your work. Why do you come home when there is nothing important?" Jessica was dubious. She looked at Helen up and down and guessed that Helen must have said something to John.

"Why are you doing here?"

"Dad asks you to take her back to the family dinner party on the SQ Road tomorrow night." Jessica told them why she came here.

"Got it. Helen, send Miss Jessica out of the North Yard." John had always been cold and everyone was used to it.

Since Jessica had been cold-shouldered by Sam and John when she inquired about John's marriage, she felt that she was not so important in the hearts of the two men.

Now John asked her to leave, Jessica was displeased and blamed it on Nina. She squinted at Nina.

Nina was speechless. 'Don't you know what kind of person your brother is? Now he asks you to leave and you blame me.'

She had never been misunderstood like this before.

Nina turned around and went upstairs, ignoring Jessica.

John knew that Nina was angry and he became irritated. "Helen, send Miss Jessica out of the North Yard."

"Now your wife is more important than your sister." Jessica said jealously and left unhappily.

Upstairs.

Nina crawled into the quilt again, with only her head exposed. She closed her eyes to rest, but she couldn't fall asleep.

When she closed her eyes, her hearing will become exceptionally acute. She heard the sound of someone opening the door, walking steadily and then lifting the quilt.

The bed sank suddenly and a broad and burning chest suddenly came to her back. A pair of powerful hands suddenly held her waist tightly.

John rubbed his head against her neck. "Are you feeling wronged?"

It made Nina feel like crying. She moved her body stubbornly and John held her more tightly.

"No." Nina answered angrily.

John smiled, "You little liar."

He knew clearly about his sister and his wife.

Jessica had always heard flattering words since her childhood and thought that everyone should please her. Nina was proud and stubborn. She never did anything to please others.

"Are you still sleepy?" John held her tighter and closed his eyes. "I'm a little sleepy. I didn't sleep last night."

Nina blushed, "Did I make you stay awake all night?" In fact, it was John who had tortured her for several nights.

"Yes." 'Who can keep me awake all night except you?'

Nina said, "Shameless."

John felt that Nina was right. He was becoming more and more shameless. He smiled but said nothing.

After a while, she heard his long and even breath.

John fell asleep.

Nina tried to move her body a little bit, but John pulled her back into his arms and held her tightly.

Nina could only fall asleep.

When she woke up, it was dark outside the window and the man behind her was still sleeping deeply.

Nina turned over in John's arms and quietly stared at him. His skin was fair and bright. The hair on his forehead was soft. His slightly long eyelashes covered his usually deep eyes. He looked very gentle.

She had thought that she might fall in love with John after she divorced. At least, he looked very pleasant.

Now her husband was John. She could watch him whenever she wanted.

She loved John and John also loved her.

Nina leaned forward and kissed him on the corner of his mouth.

She smiled happily.

All of a sudden, John opened his eyes and stared at Nina. With a mischievous smile, he asked, "Are you satisfied with the kiss?"

Nina blushed immediately.

It was a shame to be caught kissing.

"Sh! Don't say anything. Go to sleep." Nina quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

John chuckled in a low voice. He raised his hand and rubbed Nina's head, pulling her closer. Then he gave her a gentle kiss at the corner of her forehead, and as expected, he held her in his arms and continued to sleep.

She did have a hard time these days.

It was already twelve o'clock at night when they got up.

Nina was carried downstairs by John. With her legs around his waist, she lowered her head on his strong shoulder. Her face were red and she couldn't even open her eyes.

He couldn't help but had sex with her again before going downstairs.

Seeing them clinging together, Helen smiled happily. She quickly took out the soup she had made and said, "Mr. John and madam, dinner is ready."

"Okay." John sat down at the table and said in a soft voice, "Little girl, wake up. Dinner is ready."

With her eyes slightly open, she propped herself up and said, "From tomorrow on, I'll continue to jog."

Nina found that she had less physical strength than John.

It was so embarrassing.

"I have no objection. You have to have dinner now." John turned Nina around and made her sit on his laps. He picked up the soup and handed it to her. "Have it."

Helen was anxious. "Mr. John, madam doesn't feel well. You should feed her."

"No." They said in unison.

John said calmly, "Her hands are not sore." He didn't like doing that.

Nina nodded in a trance, "I can drink it by myself."

Helen didn't know what to say. She thought she had been a busybody.

However, there was something wrong.

Helen was confused. She turned around and brought the chicken soup with ginseng.

Feeling it was uncomfortable sitting on John's laps, Nina sat on the chair and drank the soup. The warm soup slid across her throat and she felt it was delicious.

She was so hungry.

After dinner, Nina became energetic.

She decided to have a talk with John. "John, shall we have a talk?"

"Oh? About what? How?" With one hand on the chair, John leaned sideways, lazily staring at Nina. He smiled. "Haven't we talked enough?"

The last sentence was meaningful and tempting.

Nina glared at him and clenched her fists.

John said, "Go ahead. I'll listen to you."

"That's good." Nina loosened her fists and said with a smile, "Don't think too much about things which consume physical strength. Can't we be a little more romantic?" Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Romantic? I think we have been very romantic." He said fluently and smiled evilly and wantonly.