Surprise was evident on John's face as he caught sight of Jessica. His gaze flew automatically to Nina, who was wearing an aloof expression. He frowned.
"I wanted to be home early, so I came back." His tone was cold and challenging, daring anyone to question him any further. He had known that Jessica held an animosity towards his wife, and while he could not initiate an altercation with his own sister, he sure as hell wouldn't let her bully Nina.
To be fair, however, Helen had told him that Nina had been sneezing all throughout the afternoon. He was worried, and that was why he rushed back home.
"Well, you should be focusing on your work more than anything else. There is absolutely no need for you to be back so soon when there isn't anything worth noting going on here anyway." Despite her words, Jessica looked Helen up and down as she spoke. Her brother's timing was suspicious; this other woman must have contacted him in secret.
"What are you doing here?" John asked.
"Dad wants you to go home and have dinner with him. It's going to be a family affair, so he asks that you take her with you." She nodded over to Nina to indicate who she meant by "her."
"Got it. Helen, walk Jessica out." John was always cold and aloof, and people around him were used to it.
Jessica huffed in indignation as she stared at her brother. She felt like she was no longer the most important one in her father's and brother's eyes since Nina appeared.
Now John was even turning her a
feeding someone.
Nina was nodding right alongside him.
"I can do that much by myself anyway." Helen was at a loss.
True, it was an attempt on her part to make them grew even closer out of concern, but seeing their reactions just now, she only felt like a meddling busybody. Still, she felt like something was wrong here. She just couldn't pinpoint what it was.
Putting her thoughts aside, she excused herself to the kitchen to take out another dish.
Not long after she was gone, Nina moved over to the chair next to John. The soup was warm and savory, and she relished it as the thick liquid slid down her throat.
It took a spoonful of food for her to realize that she was actually famished, and she tore through their meal in no time.
Nina was much more energetic after eating, and she spoke cheerfully.
"John, should we have a little heart-to-heart talk?"
"Oh? About what?" They were still in the dining hall, and John was lounging on his chair as he gazed lazily at his wife. "Does this mean you haven't had enough of my company?"
His tone was very suggestive,
and Nina glared at him before rolling her eyes.
John burst out in laughter. "I'm just teasing, I'm sure you know. Go ahead then, I'm listening."
"Right," Nina smiled. "John,
can't we be...well...a little more romantic?" "Romantic?" John leaned from his seat and took her hand, gazing at his wife with fire in his eyes. "But I most definitely think that we have already been very romantic."
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