Chapter 1264 - 1272: No Holding

Or she’d play on her mobile phone in the room, and he’d read his book, neither disrupting the other, but they were in the same place.

He was clearly at home, but he wasn’t keeping her company, which Jane Sampson found odd.

When James Black came out the door, Jane Sampson still maintained her eavesdropping pose.

He stood in the doorway, hands in pockets, his gaze coolly fixed on Jane Sampson, waiting for her to speak.

Unexpectedly, Jane Sampson just guiltily chuckled at him, said nothing, and immediately bolted back to the bedroom.

"..." James Black’s mouth twitched slightly, his expression grew a touch colder, but he still followed her back to the bedroom.

After Jane returned to the room, she leaped onto the bed and sprawled out in a starfish pose, taking up two-thirds of the bed, waiting for James to come in. Her eyes irresistibly followed him as he did.

She watched as James entered the bathroom, and came in as if he hadn’t seen her at all.

Jane made a sound of surprise and sat up.

That cold?

Had she annoyed him?

Just now, he scolded her for being foolish, and she hadn’t taken him to task for it. What was he unhappy about now?

Jane muttered to herself for a while before lying back down, her mind beginning to dwell on the thing that had suddenly occurred to her.

That earthquake had buried the life she and James Black had, sending her back.

As someone who had experienced it, Jane clearly understood how terrifying it was.

After the earth shook and the mountains swayed, it instantaneously devoured countless lives.

The end of the year was upon them, and that earthquake was to occur in the following summer.

Jane could guess how many vibrant lives that earthquake would take away; the small town was usually quiet, but the earthquake’s timing was precisely during the local’s ancestor worship festival.

This was also why at that time, Jane and James were in the small town—the Black Family’s ancestors hailed from there, and even now, some of the Black Family’s distant relatives still lived there.

Every year on that day, the town would hold an ancestor worship ceremony, a holiday akin to Chinese New Year, a day dedicated to honoring the ancestors. Everyone from outside the region rushed back for the day, and the villages around the town were all bustling. This holiday also attracted a lot of tourists to visit.

Therefore, the earthquake would take lives that could be counted in tens of thousands.

Jane was wondering how she could tell James about the earthquake and make him believe that there would be one in the town on that day.

Jane wanted to save the people of the town.

If it weren’t for seeing the son of the Great General today, she might not have even remembered these things.

While Jane was contemplating this, James had already come out of the bathroom, but she was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn’t notice that someone was standing beside the bed.

It wasn’t until James reached out and pushed her in that she came back to her senses.

Jane waited for James to lie in bed; she was about to speak when he suddenly snapped off the light and closed his eyes.

And he didn’t come to hold her.

Jane was instantly shocked.

"James~" Jane stretched out her hand to push the man beside her and called out his name.

"Sleep," James tossed two words back at her.

"Aren’t you going to hold me?" Jane curiously asked, shifting closer to him.

"No," James replied without hesitation.

"Are you angry?" Jane finally realized this might be an issue, a cause for celebration.

"Yes," James generously gave her a definitive answer.