Jane Sampson lay on the bed, her back to James Black, some distance away from him.
"Jane Sampson..." James Black called out to the woman lying on the far side of the bed.
Before he could say anything else, Jane Sampsonās voice came first.
"Iām very angry right now, I donāt want to talk to you, nor do I want to hear your voice, let alone see your face."
Her voice sounded very aggrieved, slightly trembling, as if she was trying hard to suppress her tears.
James Black had already reached out to pull her back, but he paused mid-gesture.
One could hear it and feel it, she was indeed angry.
James Black also fell silent, thinking about how to appease Jane Sampson.
His gaze remained on the figure of Jane, who lay on her side with her back to him. During the few minutes he spent thinking, she laid there quietly, motionless, and without making a sound.
It was as quiet as if she were asleep, but James Black knew she wasnāt.
"Jane Sampson," James Black softly called out to her, testing the waters.
Jane Sampson did not respond to him.
Just as James Black was about to call out again, Jane Sampsonās body suddenly moved a little.
She turned around and quickly leaned towards him, so fast that James Black barely had time to see her expression before she was already clinging to him. The next second, she lifted the hem of his vest and buried her head under it, her upper body sprawled over him.
James Black was stunned.
"Jane Sampson?" James Black gently patted the area where his chest had bulged.
Jane Sampson still did not answer him, but he could feel her face pressed against his belly, her shoulders shaking slightly. After a while, his belly felt a patch of cold.
Was she crying?
James Black rubbed Jane Sampsonās head through his clothing, his movements gentle, then spoke again, his tone much softer, "Come out."
"I donāt want to," Jane Sampson finally responded, her two words carried an obvious sob in her voice.
It wasnāt hard to imagine her trying to speak while biting back tears.
Touching the person on his belly, James Black felt somewhat helpless. A person who even suppressed her crying...
"The money wonāt disappear if itās managed properly. If you want to spend money, I have it," James Black said. "What were you about to buy? If you still want it, come out and talk to me properly."
The next second, the person who had been hiding under his clothing rapidly emerged.
As expected, a pair of eyes were red and swollen, clearly having just cried.
After Jane Sampson came out, she glanced at James Black and then quickly took the mobile phone from under the pillow. She opened the official shopping page and handed it directly to him, "I want this! It goes live on the official website at 12:30. Those who successful made an appointment but donāt pay within two hours will have their orders canceled!"
James Black sat up and didnāt rush to look at Janeās mobile phone. Instead, he pulled her into his arms to hold her, letting Jane lean on his arm before he looked at the phone in his young wifeās hand.
With just one glance, James Blackās temple throbbed.
"I should have let you keep crying," James Black spoke through gritted teeth. "Isnāt there already an ugly rabbit lying in the guest room next door? I havenāt thrown it out yet, and youāre going to bring another one home?"
"Itās the rabbit bride, a limited edition!" Jane Sampson shouted at the top of her lungs. "You already have a wife, and you wonāt allow Mr. Rabbit at my home to have a wife too?"