âYou scared the living daylights out of me, and I thought you were so efficient.â Freya said, smiling.
Forrest frowned and asked quietly, âYour stomach isnât feeling well; do you want an ultrasound?â
ââ¦No need, maybe Iâm just hungry.â Jessica had no choice but to keep lying.
âThen come in and eat something.â Forrest assumed she was probably working at noon and didnât eat well, so he led her into the villa by the hand.
âAuntie and uncle, Youâre too good.â Jessica said hurriedly to Mrs. Lynch and Mr. Lynch.
âItâs no longer Auntie or uncle; itâs parents.â Forrest remarked that the expressionless face and indifferent tone appeared to be casual. Itâs like discussing the weather today.
Mrs. Lynch, Mr. Lynch, and Jessica in the living room were all embarrassed because they knew he had this kind of personality.
In any case, give them some breathing space and call their parents as soon as they walk in the door.
Freya grinned after giving her brother a speechless look and said, âYes, youâre all married, so I should change myself to your sister-in-law.â
Freya and Mrs. Lynch were both extremely uneasy. After all, Freya and Jessica were relatives as well, but instead of being referred to as sister-in-law, she had to be referred to as sister after Rodney.
She has now become a sister-in-law.
Unfortunately, this relationshipâ¦.
âSister-in-law, when did you argue with my brother?â Freya opened the clip with interest. âIt was last week.â
Forrest was afraid that his parents would suspect something, so he took the biscuits on the plate and opened the package right away. âFirst, letâs eat something to fill your stomach. Mom, is the meal almost ready?â
Forrest was dazzled as he silently stared at his attentive, dog-legged son, is this still his son who is cold as a block of ice? In the winter, he doesnât need to turn on the air conditioner as long as his son is nearby. âItâs even six oâclock now. No, the kitchen has only just begun to cook.â
âIâm not hungry either; a snack will suffice.â To cope, Jessica hurriedly took the biscuits and ate a piece.
âI ate everything. Do you want to eat anything else?â Forrest reminded, bringing a plate of lychees over.
ââ¦â
Forrestâs eyes froze when he saw she didnât speak, and he lowered his head and skillfully peeled off the lychee.
He remembered that Jessica didnât like eating fruit and that her hands and feet were sticky, and this was still a problem.
He was obviously still that cold-hearted person, and the Lynch family ignored the adoring energy emanating from his body.
Freya was taken aback. She used to think her brother treated her well, but now she looks like a grown-
up sister.
Mrs. Lynch and Mr. Lynch were speechless as well.
What else can I say about the appearance of this dogâs legs?
If it is not done properly, it is estimated that the son will die, so we can only acknowledge it.
Mrs. Lynch forced a smile after a long time: âJessica, I didnât expect you and Forrest to be classmates. I didnât hear you say anything about it at the time.â
Jessica hurriedly choked on the lychee and was about to respond, but Forrest was afraid she wouldnât be good enough. To respond to those questions, Forrest said, âMom, Iâve decided to marry Jessica in country M next month. Itâs the city where we went to study abroad. Iâm hoping youâll be able to make it happen.â
The topic shifted quickly, but Mrs. Lynch did not respond.
âIsnât it going to be held in Australia?â Mr. Lynch frowned.
Forrest said, âThat place is extraordinarily important to Jessica and me. Iâll help you and our relatives in booking plane tickets.â
The expressions on Mr. Lynch and Mrs. Lynchâs faces were indescribable.