Chapter 152 Actively Pleasing James
James fed her and chuckled, "The best way to appreciate is to eat this. Come on, have a bite."
Jessica stopped him.
With sorrowful eyes, she spoke in a hoarse voice, "James, What is the nature of our relationship? My dad's abandoned me, and soon, you will too. You're being nice now, just like he was. When you both leave, I'll be even more devastated."
James understood but couldn't make any promises.
After all, she hadn't been honest with him either, hiding the man in her heart.
James said, "Rose has severe depression. I can't leave her."
His words were cold and clear, like a death sentence to her.
She wasn't sure if Rose really had depression, but it didn't matter. What mattered was that James chose to believe her.
James gently ruffled her hair and said, "Jessica, even if we separate, we'll still be family. You have people who love and care for you."
If that man wasn't good enough for Jessica, why would she risk cheating?
Jessica's heart ached. She drank porridge silently, her eyes and nose stinging with tears.
Seeing her eat, James felt a bit relieved.
She still appreciated his efforts and didn't want his hard work to go to waste. So, even without an appetite, she ate quite a bit.
"If you can't eat anymore, don't force yourself," James said softly, noticing her reluctance and feeling guilty.
He stood up to take the tray away.
Just as he turned, Jessica suddenly hugged him from behind.
James stopped, placing the tray aside.
He looked down, pretending to be calm, "What's wrong?"
Jessica leaned against his back, her tears soaking his shirt, "Don't go, okay? James, my dad doesn't want me anymore. Could you stay with me?"
It was the first time she had begged him not to leave.
She didn't want a divorce or to lose him.
At that moment, James turned around and wrapped his arms around her waist.
Jessica felt a dizzying spin as he pinned her against the wall.
James cupped her tear-streaked face and slowly kissed away her tears.
He was so tall that she had to tiptoe to get closer to him.
Jessica trembled as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
She knew this moment of intimacy was temporary.
But she needed him and wanted more.
Even James felt her passion. Looking at her flushed face and misty eyes, he felt a fire ignite within him.
He continued kissing her while he carried her to the bed.
The white walls of the bedroom reflected their passionate entanglement.
In the end, Jessica didn't even have the strength to moan.
James carried her and placed her in the bathtub.
Thinking about how she had clung to him and begged earlier, Jessica's face turned as red as a boiled shrimp.
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