Chapter 874 - 882 Discussing

So she knew he was upset about the Twitter stuff and tried hard to please him?

"You go wash your hands, and then we can eat," Jane Sampson said, oblivious to what James Black was thinking, and served him a very dutiful-looking plate of food, even dishing up a bowl of rice for him.

James Black stood there for two seconds before going to wash his hands, then settled next to Jane Sampson at the spot next to her.

No matter why Jane was trying so hard to please him, James had to admit that one aspect of Jane, her culinary skills, was beyond reproach.

When he returned home every three to five months, what he looked forward to was probably the bountiful table of delicious meals that the dutiful Jane would prepare for him.

After James sat down, Jane eagerly served him vegetables and soup. However, with every move she made, she would glance at his face, and each time, quite coincidentally, she found James staring at her.

After several instances, Jane herself started feeling nervous under his gaze.

"Why aren’t you eating? Why are you staring at me?" Jane raised her hand to touch her face. "Is there something dirty on my face?"

"No, there isn’t," replied James as he picked up some beef with his chopsticks and chewed slowly. After swallowing, he suddenly said, "It’s just that your face reads ’ulterior motive’."

While drinking her soup, Jane almost spat it out.

Was it that obvious?

"Tell me, what is it about?" Because she came, James’s mood had been somewhat subdued, so he had the patience and temperament to talk to her in such a tepid manner.

James was waiting for Jane to explain about the Twitter issue, waiting for her to tell him how to prevent such things from happening in the future. "It’s not really a big deal." Jane swallowed her food and silently added a chicken wing to James’s bowl before saying, "Didn’t I tell you this afternoon that I was almost certain about the female supporting role?"

"So, you prepared this meal specifically as a celebration?" James asked. "Your celebration banquet?"

What the hell?

Jane shook her head repeatedly. "No, no, just getting a supporting role isn’t occasion for a celebration banquet."

Is that how flighty I, Jane Sampson, am?

"Then, did you prepare this meal to thank me for helping you?" This was James’s second guess after the Twitter issue.

Jane’s expression froze, and she reflexively asked, "Should I thank you?"

Seeing James give her a sharp look, Jane quickly offered him a big, natural smile and said, "Thank you!"

"Hmph." James snorted coldly, probably the least sincere thank you in the world.

Yep, that was his wife.

Jane was used to the occasional snorts or scoffs from James. So used to them, in fact, that she could ignore them completely.

Even though she didn’t know what he was scoffing at this time.

"James, I wanted to discuss something with you. You see, once I join the film crew, the role is quite substantial. The director mentioned that besides filming in the Capital Province’s film and TV town, there will be a lot of outdoor scenes shot in other provinces. He said it could take two or three months to complete, and it seems it will be set in Cloud Province, which is far from the Capital Province. So, I was thinking, for these two or three months, could I perhaps not come home every month? Maybe I could spend these next two days with you at the guard team more, and then maybe then you wouldn’t have me come back every month . . ."