CEO's Reborn Wife

Chapter 2010: Chapter 2018: Clothes Count Too

James Black’s arm holding the bowl stiffened slightly, feeling a bit helpless, but mostly heartache.

”First, take care of your stomach.” He had the mute aunt buy some snacks Jane Sampson loved, only to realize that Jane Sampson couldn’t eat them now.

Jane Sampson’s health wasn’t great to begin with, and after this disaster, she lost a significant amount of weight. It was uncertain just how long it would take to gain back those lost pounds.

”Once you go back, have grandfather record your weight. When I return, for every pound gained, I’ll give you a reward.” James Black brought the soup scoop to Jane Sampson’s lips and thought for a moment before adding, ”Clothes count too.”

Jane Sampson’s eyelashes fluttered several times, as if pondering whether she had heard correctly.

”Clothes... count too?” Jane Sampson found it hard to believe, but after asking, she couldn’t help but reveal a very mischievous expression, ”No matter what, I heard you. You said clothes count too!”

At this time, even though he knew Jane Sampson would cause mischief when she returned, James Black simply wanted to spoil her, indulge her, and see her happy.

So, he hummed in affirmation, not denying it.

”Eat well.” James Black urged Jane Sampson, then fed the soup, which was no longer hot, spoon by spoon to her lips.

Jane Sampson didn’t have a big appetite to begin with, and after the torment of these few days on her body, even though she claimed to be hungry just now, when it came to actually eating, James Black coaxed her for a long time, and she only ate barely half a bowl, with the rest ending up in James Black’s belly.

Seeing Jane Sampson still yawning, James Black guessed it might be the side effects of the medicine these days and her poor physical condition. He touched her forehead, ensuring she wasn’t feverish before feeling much more at ease.

”If you’re tired, sleep for a while. I’ll go downstairs to see if there’s any beef in the refrigerator. If there is, once you wake up, I’ll have the mute aunt cook some beef broth for you.” James Black tucked the quilt around Jane Sampson and gently patted her chest through the quilt, soothing her like a child.

Jane Sampson hummed softly and placed her hand into James Black’s palm, finally feeling a touch of reassurance that allowed her to peacefully drift into sleep.

Just before falling asleep, she quietly reminded James Black, ”Make sure to add more meat~”

Not long after speaking, her breathing gradually steadied as she fell into a deep sleep.

Listening to her instructions, James Black’s fingertips lightly touched her face. If it were usually to hear her say this, James Black would praise her with a couple of remarks.

James Black watched the sleeping Jane Sampson for over ten minutes, and seeing no signs of her waking, he then closed the door and went downstairs.

Downstairs, the mute aunt had already prepared James Black’s dinner. James Black went in, explained something, and the mute aunt glanced at James Black, quietly nodded, and pointed outside, meaning to tell James Black that she would take a walk outside after dinner. If he needed her to do any work, he was to call her back.

James Black hummed in affirmation; he had previously heard the young man mention that the mute aunt had a habit of walking after dinner. Because the young man hardly ate at home, the mute aunt was responsible for cleaning and cooking her own meals in this house. Although James Black now lived here, the mute aunt didn’t treat him like a boss who pays money, naturally, she wouldn’t stay here constantly on standby for work.

After eating, James Black didn’t go back upstairs but instead stayed downstairs, pretending to be engrossed in watching TV, much like a bumpkin overwhelmed by the giant screen TV, watching with great interest, not even glancing as the mute aunt closed the door to leave.