Tiffany was like a happy child, burying her face with food and eating very quickly. By the time she was full, Arianne had only just taken a few bites. Tiffany then put down her cutlery. “I’m full already, Jackson. You should eat some yourself instead of feeding me. Not only are you like this at home, but you’re like this when we’re outside as well. Others might misunderstand and think that I’m torturing you.”
Jackson slowly removed his disposable gloves and laughed as he said, “What do you mean by torture? This is entertainment, but it’s too bad that you will never get to understand the joy from this entertainment. There’ll never come a day when I need you to take care of me.”
Arianne suddenly realized that Jackson was slightly dazzling in her eyes. ‘Who wouldn’t fall in love with a man like him? Not only can he manage business on the outside and cook at home, but he’s even able to pamper his wife until she is over the moon. Not only that, he’s handsome as well. Tiffany must have saved the galaxy in her past life for her to have ended up with such a decent partner in this life. Otherwise, it wouldn’t make sense...’
Mark exclaimed and said, “I would never even dream a day would come where you would end up within Tiffany’s grasp. Sometimes, I suspect whether you’re still the Jackson I knew in the past, the “Jackson West”. Indulging yourself in the night life suits you more, but when you’ve suddenly become so loyal to your wife, not only is it strange, but I find it scary as well.”
Jackson laughed and rolled his eyes at Mark before pouring another bowl of soup for Tiffany. “Here, you should drink some soup after you finish eating. It’s a little hot, so be careful.”
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