CEO's Reborn Wife

Chapter 833: Chapter 841: Not Going Home

Jane Sampson grew more and more excited as she spoke, recounting how she had spent her afternoon.

At first, when she woke up in the bed and looked at the somewhat unfamiliar yet familiar room, Jane hadn’t come back to her senses.

Once she remembered she had come to the guard team to find James Black, she got down from the bed, stayed in James Black’s dormitory for a while, and then went out to play.

Halfway there, she met Peter Gingery and was then taken by him to the shooting range. Once she finally stopped missing her targets, Jane lost interest in shooting, walked to the basketball court, saw a group of people playing there, and joined in.

One could say, Jane Sampson, equally famous as James Black in the guard team, received cheers from a horde of fanboys wherever she went within the team.

So, that afternoon, Jane didn’t feel bored at all; rather, she felt that time was passing especially quickly.

Listening to the woman chattering non-stop by his side, James understood why Jane hadn’t answered her mobile phone. In such a bustling place, and not even holding her phone, it was impossible for her to hear it ring.

After returning to the dormitory, James finally let go of Jane Sampson’s hand, walked in, stared at Jane while drinking water, and after finishing his drink, he then spoke, ”Get ready, we can leave.”

”This soon?” Jane stood there, dumbfounded.

”What, still thinking about your ice cream?” James said, ”Don’t even think about it.”

”It’s not that,” Jane shook her head, ”They said they’re making dumplings in the dining hall tonight, and I said I’d join them!”

After saying this, Jane quickly ran up to James, pulling a sulky face, ”I’ll stay with you tonight at the guard team instead of going out, okay?”

In the past, James always tried to keep Jane here, but now that Jane rarely took the initiative to stay, James didn’t seem very happy about it.

”Today is Valentine’s Day; who wants to spend it with those dumbfounded guys?” James said with dissatisfaction, ”Hurry up and pack your stuff, and let’s go.”

”I don’t want to leave,” Jane simply lay down on the sofa and refused to move, ”I’ll stay here tonight with you. That way, you won’t have to rush to the guard team early in the morning tomorrow. My audition isn’t that early; I can sleep until I awake naturally, then drive home by myself and get ready.”

James ignored Jane, picked up her purse from the sofa, walked over, and in a single swoop, hoisted the person lying there with his right hand, and carried the astounded Jane to the doorway.

”Are you going to put on your shoes by yourself, or do you want me to bring them along? You won’t be driving; I’ll arrange someone to drive us out,” James said.

”I’ll put them on myself! I’ll put them on myself!” Jane hummed internally, already embarrassed to this extent; she couldn’t let him carry her out like that.

At that time, people were coming and going in the dormitory.

Because her original plan had been forcefully overturned by James, Jane put on her shoes reluctantly, humming, ”King Black.”

With James Black’s height, looking down at Jane, he could see her deliberately sluggish, time-wasting maneuvers.

His temple throbbed rapidly.

After a moment, he spoke, ”After dinner, I’ll take you for ice cream.”