"So... What do you want me to do?" Jessica asked bitterly.
What did she have to do?
Sadness and annoyance welled up in Forrest's heart. "It's enough as long as you don't lie to me. Stop getting involved with other men, and remind yourself that you’re married."
The disappointment in Jessica's eyes gradually grew. "You don't understand. I've never lied to you. I've never gotten involved with other men. I wasn't a person who had a messy personal life before our marriage, and I've been keeping myself in check after getting married. You’re the one who doesn't believe me at all. It’s no use even if I promise you."
After she spoke, she felt her head getting heavier. She did not wish to quarrel with him anymore.
"Go back. I want to rest."
Jessica pushed his hand that was blocking the door away.
Not only did Forrest refuse to step out, but he even stepped forward and entered." Since you're not going back, I’ll sleep here."
A strong feeling of helplessness welled up Jessica's heart. She gazed at him with her lips pressed and did not say anything.
"Why? Can't I come in? Don’t forget that you’re my wife on our marriage certificate. It's reasonable for me to stay here." Forrest simply walked in.
It was his first time being at Jessica's place.
The house's interior design was simple with cold tones. It did not look like a place a woman lived at all. There was a pile of documents and medicines on the coffee table. There were even a few lunch boxes that had been eaten at the side. It was evident that it was from food delivery.
Forrest went over and picked up the bag the food was delivered in. The food was sent from a five-star hotel in Canberra.
However, food from a hotel did not necessarily mean it was hygienic.
"Was this your dinner?" Forrest asked in a cold tone.
"Is there a problem?" Jessica's delicate face was so indifferent that there was no warmth to it at all. It was even comparable to Forrest's expression.
Forrest's throat felt stuck.
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