Again, he left her alone in the study, without a single word.
His coldness was undisguised. Clearly, she was standing right in front of him, yet he acted as if he didnāt see her.
Jane Sampson felt a bit sad.
It was a kind of sadness that felt like a tugging at her heart, as if even breathing was especially painful.
She didnāt like the cold way James Black was treating her.
She missed the James who would hold her and comfort her.
She didnāt like the James who was ignoring her like this.
She didnāt want the James who was upset with her.
Jane Sampson hung her head, walking along, dejectedly kicking the slippers she was wearing.
James Black was napping, and Jane Sampson peeked into the bedroom doorway and then stepped back out, fearing that disturbing him would make him even more unhappy.
Jane Sampson, holding her mobile phone, went to the guest room. She cuddled the rabbit bride and Mr. Rabbit, which James had left in the guest room for a long time, on either side of her.
If James next door wasnāt sulking and ignoring her, getting to cuddle them both would actually be a pretty happy situation.
After all, James didnāt like her rabbit bride and Mr. Rabbit and wouldnāt let her cuddle them to sleep.
Jane Sampson hugged her favorite dolls, wanting to nap, but couldnāt muster even a bit of sleepiness.
She sighed, took out her mobile phone, and called Nina Rice.
These two days, Nina Rice was not in the Capital Province because she was busy collecting some evidence at Sister Graceās hometown.
At this time, Nina was busy outside, and seeing Jane Sampsonās call, she picked it up.
"Nina~ Wuwuwu~ Iāve made James angry, he hasnāt talked to me for half a day, what should I do?" Jane Sampson cried miserably to Nina as soon as she answered the call.
"Oh my, your Father Black actually has a time when he canāt bear to speak to you? My God, he hasnāt talked to you for half the day? My God, half a day, for this long, seeing you so upset, I thought he hadnāt talked to you for half a year, no, a century!" Nina practically yelled, "Look at you, so disappointing. If he doesnāt talk to you, you shouldnāt talk to him either. Letās see who outlasts who!"
Jane Sampsonās sob instantly stopped, her speed so fast that even a fool would know she was faking it just now. But her tone was genuinely downcast, "This is because I was in the wrong first. I did something wrong."
Those who do wrong donāt have the right to be stubborn.
"What did you do wrong?" Nina was utterly curious, "Arenāt you always testing the limits of making him mad without risking your life? So what happened, near the river often and finally got your shoes wet?"
The schadenfreude was clear, Jane Sampson could totally hear Nina suppressing her laughter.
Jane Sampson sighed and told Nina about her lazing around earlier in the morning.
Predictably, she was met with Ninaās merciless ridicule.
"Ahaha, Jane Sampson, are you trying to make me laugh to death so you can inherit my credit card bill?" Nina said, "Iām telling you, Iām about to die laughing, you faked being sick, but ended up being carried to the hospital by your Father Black, and you chickened out and admitted faking it? Iām telling you, if I were you, Iād fake it to the end, at most get a scan at the hospital, and fool the doctor as well. In the end, if youāre not sick, it just means they canāt find the cause."
"Wouldnāt that be embarrassing, losing face at the hospital? James is like that, if nothingās found, heāll think I have some rare and complicated disease, what then?" Jane Sampson said.
"I see online that when a girl tells her boyfriend sheās not feeling well, he usually just tells her to drink more hot water. I thought saying I had a headache and fooling him that Iād rest for a morning was enough and thatād be it. How was I supposed to know James would actually carry me to the hospital! Everything online is a scam, now I get it! Thereās not a single trustworthy word!"