"You answer first." James Black didn't immediately explain to Jane Sampson, but waited for her answer.
Jane Sampson pouted, turned her head, and blurted out one sentence.
"Mr. Carter."
After saying that, she giggled to herself.
James Black choked, his face darkened, never expecting such an answer.
Marrying a wife, it seems, was just to have someone constantly infuriate him.
That answer completely blocked anything else he might have said.
Seeing Jane Sampson's unruly appearance, James Black just quieted down and stopped talking.
She was the one who needed comforting, yet she was also the one who was restless.
Jane Sampson waited for a while and, seeing that James Black wasn't talking, she sneakily glanced at him, and sure enough, he was there with a cold expression, gazing at her indifferently.
Meeting Jane Sampson's sneaky gaze, James Black's heart softened.
