Chapter 535 The Three-Day Agreement Expires
Francis thought he might be going crazy.
Because his first reaction upon seeing that scene was to cover Jessica's eyes.
"Not suitable for children."
Jessica pushed his hand away and calmly said, "What's not suitable for children? I think it's perfectly fine!"
"Besides, Francis, I'm pregnant. You don't think I'm some innocent little girl, do you? I know everything."
Francis looked at her, feeling a sudden tightness in his chest.
Yeah, the fool was him.
She and her husband had been married for a long time, and had done more intimate things countless times, so why would she be shy and blush over a simple kiss?
He was overthinking it.
But for some reason, the thought of her doing those intimate things with someone else made him feel sour inside.
His heart was bitter, and he couldn't feel happy at all.
In the end, he could only respond awkwardly, "Ms. Morgan, you're a lady, please be more reserved!"
Jessica gave a bitter smile and replied, "I've been reserved enough."
With that, her gaze fell on the couple.
The couple was tall.
The man in the couple had a great physique, looking strong and powerful;
The woman in the couple had a slender waist, long legs, and especially glossy skin, probably the kind every man liked.
They looked young, in the prime of their beauty.
Under the sunlight and the reflection of the sea, the couple looked like a beautiful picture.
Truly as beautiful as a movie.
So Jessica simply appreciated them.
But Francis didn't think the same. He grabbed Jessica and teased with a slight smile, "Really? I didn't expect Ms. Morgan to be so open. I'm curious what you're like when you're not reserved?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his lips felt soft.
The next moment, Francis clenched his fists, standing there stiffly.
His mind went blank, and even his breathing became rapid.
He couldn't control his heartbeat again.
Her lips were soft.
Like marshmallows.
And because of the breeze, they were cold.
But that softness disappeared quickly.
By the time Francis realized it, she had already walked away.
As if that brief kiss was just a dream, an illusion.
If it hadn't felt so real, Francis might have thought he was mistaken.
After dinner, Francis and Jessica went to the beach.
Because it was already dark, it was hard to see people clearly without looking closely, so Jessica relaxed a lot.
The night breeze felt especially cool and comfortable against the skin.
Jessica wandered along the beach like a little girl.
If not for her big belly, it would be hard to imagine she was pregnant.
Tired from playing, she walked over to Francis, "Francis, I'm thirsty, I want some water."
Her hair was blown messy by the wind, and she ran to his side.
"Francis, my hair is messy, can you tie it up with a hairband for me?"
"Francis, come here, there are so many pretty shells, I can't squat down, can you pick some up for me?"
"Francis, my feet are sore, they hurt, can you carry me back later?"
"Francis, I'm tired, I want to sleep, remember to put me on the bed like last time!"
In short, that night, Francis had only one feeling.
She kept calling his name in various ways.
Cute, coquettish, pitiful.
But no matter which way, he couldn't refuse.
For the first time, he felt his name was so beautiful, like the most beautiful melody in the world.
Maybe she was tired from playing, but Jessica fell asleep quickly.
When she woke up, it was already the third day.
Which meant he was about to leave.
Their three-day agreement was about to end.
At lunch, Jessica called his name like the previous two days.
"Francis, your cooking is so good."
"Francis, the fruit you bought is so sweet, the baby and I both like it."
"Francis, you seem to have gotten more handsome."
Mostly Jessica talked, and he listened, occasionally responding with a word or two.
After lunch, it was already past twelve.
Jessica looked at Francis, "I'm a bit tired, my body feels heavy, I want to rest, can you come upstairs with me?"
"Okay."
In the bedroom, Jessica suddenly looked at him intently.
"Francis, I've always had a question I wanted to ask you. Can you tell me the truth without any reservations?"
"Ask away."
Taking a deep breath, Jessica recalled what Celia had said that day.
Celia said, "If anything happens to the baby in my belly, Francis will take revenge on you."
These days, Jessica kept telling herself to ignore Celia's pregnancy, convincing herself she could forget about it.
But now Jessica realized she was just deceiving herself.
She cared deeply.
Taking a deep breath, she tried to ask in the calmest voice possible.
"Celia said she's pregnant with your baby, is it true?"
After asking, Jessica felt a sharp pain in her chest.
Then she saw Francis's expression become even more stern.
Clenching her fists, Jessica suddenly gave a self-mocking smile.
She was humiliating herself!
At that moment, his silence was an affirmation, right?
She pinched her palm hard, trying to control herself, "Okay, I understand."
"Francis, you know, I'm quite grateful to you. Thank you for not hiding it from me, and thank you for not treating me like a fool."
"Ms. Morgan," Francis looked at her, "You're a good girl, I believe you'll find your husband."
"Really?" Jessica gave a bitter smile.
"Thank you for your kindness, but unfortunately, I can't find him anymore."
"Even if I do, he won't be my husband anymore."
"Then I wish you find a good man to spend your life with. Our three-day agreement ends this afternoon..."
Before Francis could finish, Jessica interrupted, "You don't need to remind me. I said three days, and I'll keep my promise to let you go."
"So, you don't need to worry that I'll keep you."
With that, Jessica suddenly stepped forward and stood on tiptoe.
Francis was caught off guard, and by the time he realized it, she was already kissing his lips.
Even if he was leaving, she would make sure he couldn't forget her.
But Jessica didn't go further, she just pressed her lips against his for a long time.
Francis was stunned, unable to act in the moment.
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain on his lips, and then his mouth began to bleed, the metallic taste of blood quickly spreading.
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