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Chapter 2534

“Yeah. You’re right.”

Forrest answered frankly, “If you don’t want to live at my place, I can come and stay with you.” After Forrest arrived

at Jessica’s neighborhood, he opened the trunk to reveal a few bags of ingredients inside.

Jessica threw a look at the ingredients. ‘““When did you buy them?”

“I went to the hypermarket while waiting for you.” Forrest lifted the bags with his strong arms. Once Jessica arrived

home, she sat on the couch to rest. She was exhausted from using her brain all day.

Forrest rolled up his sleeves and began to cook. He knew that she had not been feeling well the past few days, so

he purposely cooked some chicken soup.

While the soup was simmering, Mrs. Lynch gave Forrest a call. “Are you not planning to come home to have dinner

and sleep?”

« .Yeah,” Forrest replied with a deep voice.

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Mrs. Lynch was not disappointed. In fact, she was pleased. “Are you going to be living in the apartment? Do you

want me to go over to visit you tomorrow?”

She could not wait to meet her future daughter-in -law.

Given that her son was always not at home, she might be able to have a grandson soon.

“No need. I’m not staying there,” Forrest denied. Mrs. Lynch’s eyes lit up. “Are you... staying at your girlfriend’s

place? Forrest, you’re brilliant. Hang on. Why do I hear the sound of a pressure cooker? Are you cooking?”

"...."

“Not bad. Considering how cold you usually are, I didn’t expect that you would cook for your girlfriend. How

promising. When are you bringing your girlfriend home? I’]l demonstrate my cooking skills then.” Mrs. Lynch

grinned from ear to ear.

“I'll bring her home when it’s time. I’m going to carry on with my work now.”

With that, Forrest ended the call.

His eyes swept over the living room. Jessica was on the phone while looking at her notebook, seemingly busy with

work. The soft light above her head shone on her.

To Forrest, the scene looked similar to when they both were in a rented house in the States back then.

At that time, she was busy with her studies and application for a license. It was that peaceful scene which led him to

the decision of wanting to continue his life with her.

It happened many years ago.

All of a sudden, Forrest looked down and laughed. Indeed, Jessica was the one who forced him to marry her.

However, when they were married, he was not actually resistant to her even though he looked extremely

dissatisfied.

“Time for dinner.”

The man’s voice rang above her head.

When Jessica looked up and met his eyes, she had yet to come back to her senses as she was absorbed in her

work.

Carson, who was on the other end of the phone, went mad. “Jessica, who are you eating with? I heard a man’s

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voice. Who’s he? He doesn’t sound like Harold.”

“Oh, no wonder you suddenly resigned. Is it because you're in a relationship with someone? That’s why you left all

the work to me...”

The house was so quiet that even without it being on loudspeaker, Forrest could hear Carson’s voice. Jessica directly

hung up the call.

“Carson?” Forrest asked.

“Mm. He lacks self-motivation. All he cares about is his relationships when he’s at work,” Jessica said helplessly.

“He’s the third child in the family. With an elder brother and an elder sister, he won't have to take over Snow

Corporation anyway. It’s not surprising that he lacks self-motivation,” Forrest said.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Jessica suddenly laughed and said, “How wonderful it would be if I were the

third child. I wouldn’t have had to experience all the pressure, and I could go on a date with you every day. How

great.”

“You’re not that sort.” After Forrest served her portion, he cast a glance at her. “You’re a lot stronger than any

other man.”

«Are you praising or condemning me?” Jessica stepped on his foot under the table.