Chapter 772 - 780: Speaking the Unspeakable

As Alexander Forest finished speaking, his foot suddenly got kicked under the table, hurting so much that he moved his chair back several steps, "James Black, are you trying to break my foot?"

"You’ve said what you shouldn’t have," James Black said dispassionately, only continuing to speak after Jane Sampson brought the meal to his lips.

"Not even allowed to speak now, huh?" Alexander Forest clicked his tongue and shook his head, "Can’t even speak the truth? In fact, my parents really like little Jane. Since I was little, that’s all my mom would talk about as she raised me and my sister."

At this point, Alexander Forest cleared his throat and began to imitate his mother’s tone.

"Look at the Sampton family’s daughter, how well-behaved, sensible, and clever she is. Look, the girl from the Sampton family scored one hundred points again, and won another piano competition. Look, the girl from the Sampton family hasn’t even graduated from elementary school, yet so many schools are already vying for her. At such a young age, it’s her who picks the school, unlike you two blockheads who get picked by the school."

That still wasn’t the end of it. Alexander Forest then chuckled mischievously.

"Hahaha."

After laughing thrice, Alexander Forest continued to speak, "Back then, my mother also said, fortunately, I am a boy so I can marry the Sampton family’s little miss into our home, giving her the experience of having such an excellent child and understanding the feelings of a mother with a successful daughter."

By the time he got to this point, Alexander Forest had nearly retreated to the living room with his chair, but he still had to continue in a high-pitched voice under James Black’s darkening gaze, "When Old Master Black arranged your engagement with little Jane, my mom acted like a mother who had just married off her daughter, sighing and unable to eat properly for several days."

Upon hearing this, Jane Sampson was already stunned. She had learned from Quincy Forest that Mother Forest liked her, but she hadn’t expected all the details that Alexander Forest mentioned.

Thinking about Alexander Forest’s playboy nature, Jane Sampson swallowed her saliva, turned her head, and gently tugged at James Black’s clothing, saying with a relieved expression, "I’m glad it’s you I’m marrying. If it were Alexander Forest, I bet, these days would be tough, I dare not even think about it."

Needless to say, Jane Sampson’s heartfelt exclamation was very pleasing to James Black.

The initially sullen expression on his face began to soften bit by bit after Jane Sampson finished her sentence.

Jane Sampson was entirely focused on the things that Alexander Forest had just said, so she mumbled to James Black with laughter and without much thought, "Marrying you means enduring your impassiveness and reticence, and at worst, putting up with you either not coming home or tormenting me to death when you do. But marrying him would mean putting up with his incessant chatter, womanizing, women one after another... tch tch tch, such a life, even thinking about it feels like I’d be in deep water and scorching fire."

Only after Jane Sampson had finished her internal monologue did she belatedly realize that James Black wasn’t responding to her anymore.

Turning her head to the person beside her, she noted that it seemed the petty someone was not happy.

But...

Why had he suddenly become unhappy?

Jane Sampson silently asked herself, but couldn’t find an answer to the question.

Alexander Forest, who had moved far from the dinner table, could feel the drop in air pressure around James Black. He glanced at the dinner on the table and then at James Black’s expression.

The will to live overpowered his craving for the delicious meal.

Being alive was more important.

Being alive was quite nice.