Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife
Chapter 483 - 234 I Really Like You (1 more)

Chapter 483: Chapter 234 I Really Like You (1 more)

Kay Forrest also turned his head towards her and winked with a smile.

That look seemed to say, "I will definitely devour you tonight."

Jane Quinlan shivered and was about to say something when she heard Lily Snow say, "You want me to go live by myself in the house across the street?"

"Yes, it’s much more comfortable than staying in a hotel," Kay Forrest nodded affirmatively.

Lily Snow shook her head vigorously: "No way, I’m too scared to sleep alone."

Kay Forrest jumped anxiously: "Scared? When you argue with me, you seem perfectly assertive. How does that look like a woman who is easily frightened?"

"Being assertive only proves that I take good care of myself, what does that have to do with being scared?

You really talk nonsense, you might as well just tell me that me staying here is going to be an inconvenience for you two lovers."

Kay Forrest gritted his teeth; isn’t it obvious to anyone with eyes?

Jane Quinlan waved her hands: "No, no, Miss Snow, you’ve misunderstood Kay. He was worried that staying here might be below your standards.

But if you don’t mind the small space, then you can just stay here.

Some girls are indeed too timid to sleep alone."

Lily Snow grasped Jane Quinlan’s hand: "Jane, how could you be so nice.

Pairing you up with a guy like Kay Forrest is such a waste."

Kay Forrest glared: "Lily Snow, you don’t want my help anymore, do you?"

"I can see now; you just want to get rid of me early.

I’ve decided, if I can’t win Oliver Turner’s heart, I’ll cling to Jane Quinlan and not leave.

So whether you want to help me or not is up to you."

Lily Snow said, raising her eyebrows.

A twitch formed at the corner of Kay Forrest’s mouth.

He used to think this woman was naive, but now it seems... damn it, she’s a schemer too.

It’s infuriating.

Kay Forrest slapped the table: "Fine, you win. I’ll help you chase Oliver Turner, and once you succeed, get out of my house as soon as possible."

Lily Snow gave a mischievous shrug. So this Kay Forrest, he really thought she was a harmless little sheep.

But little sheep are not so easy to deceive, oh no.

Jane Quinlan watched the two bicker and couldn’t help but laugh.

Kay Forrest said: "Jane, you don’t need to go to the office tomorrow morning. You take Lily Snow to buy groceries and teach her how to cook."

"Huh? Why do I need to learn to cook?" Lily Snow was puzzled, "We have many servants at home, you think Oliver Turner is stingy like you, not even hiring a single maid?"

"Not everyone is like you, used to having everything handed to them on a plate.

I care about the details of life.

Most men think the same way as I do.

A successful career man like Oliver Turner would definitely want a capable and virtuous wife.

The modern definition of virtue is different from the old days.

Now, there are three signs of virtue.

Firstly, to be presentable and well-liked. Secondly, prowess in bed, since harmony in marital life plays a vital role in marriage.

And third, to be able to cook some signature dishes, at least when the man is tired of the routine life, his partner can improve his life a little and let him experience some ordinary happiness."

You tell me, as a lady who’s never needed to lift a finger, can you do all these?

Forget about that, Oliver works hard every day and is already very tired when he gets home.

And you’re still bothering him with this and that.

Do you think he’s made of iron?"

After hearing Kay Forrest’s words, Lily Snow reflected deeply.

Due to her behavior, Oliver Turner did seem to have quite a few complaints about her.

She looked up at Kay Forrest: "If I learn to cook, will it change Oliver Turner’s impression of me?"

"I can’t guarantee it, but at least you have to let him see your effort.

Men can’t resist a woman who constantly pines for them and is willing to change for them."

Lily Snow nodded: "Yes, you’re right, Kay. Jane, teach me to cook tomorrow."

Jane Quinlan smiled and nodded: "Alright then."

To foster a beautiful relationship, she was willing to make that sacrifice.

After Lily Snow finished her meal, Jane Quinlan helped her arrange a room and let her tidy up a bit.

Kay Forrest pulled Jane Quinlan aside to join him for a while in his room.

Seeing his frantic look, Jane Quinlan certainly didn’t want to go.

After sending Kay Forrest away, Jane Quinlan returned to her room.

Just as she lay down to rest, Kay Forrest called her.

A big smile sprouted on Jane Quinlan’s face as she picked up the phone: "Hello?"

"You really won’t come see me? If you don’t come, I’m going to jump off the building."

Jane Quinlan said mockingly: "Sure, jump, and as the best girlfriend in the universe, I’ll take care of your remains."

"Fuck, indeed, the most poisonous place is a woman’s heart."

Jane Quinlan laughed cheerily: "Hey, just go to sleep peacefully.

Always thinking about doing that kind of thing, it really puts a lot of pressure on me."

"Men who don’t like sports aren’t good men, don’t you know?"

Jane Quinlan nodded: "Hmm, I didn’t know."

Kay Forrest sighed, "Alright, benefactor, this old monk understands. Go to sleep."

Hearing his tone like that of a complaining housewife, Jane couldn’t help but cover her mouth and chuckle softly.

Kay shook his head, "Only you could still manage to laugh about this."

Kay felt he must be bewitched.

In his entire life, he had never felt such an urgent desire to possess a woman.

This Jane Quinlan had truly set a new record in his life.

"Kay Forrest, can I ask you a question?"

"Go ahead."

Jane bit her lip, some things are really hard to ask face to face...

Too many things had happened today, and it seemed like her life had suddenly taken a sharp turn.

Her not-so-bright life had been illuminated by a Kay Forrest.

But there was one thing she really couldn’t figure out.

"Are you with me because you truly like me,

or... is it because our photos were suddenly exposed today, and you’re with me to deal with the matter?"

"How did I just realize you’re so silly?" Kay suddenly interrupted her.

Jane frowned: "How am I silly? I really don’t understand.

Just yesterday we were only friends, but today... we’re at a place where we can discuss when we’ll sleep together.

Don’t you find that strange?"

"The only thing I, Kay Forrest, feel fortunate about in my life is that I do things as I please and never force myself.

If I didn’t like you, how could I possibly force myself to become your boyfriend just for a few photos?"

"So, you really do like me, right?"

"Didn’t I already say so today? Then I’ll say it again, I really like you.

If you’re going to keep asking me when it started,

I’m not sure.

But lately, I’ve noticed something strange about myself.

I don’t like you interacting with Xavier because he is your ex-boyfriend.

I don’t enjoy seeing you bantering with other men because I want your smiles to belong only to me.

I also don’t like you going on blind dates. When I heard about you going on one, I was furious, wanting to push you down as punishment.

I am a person who’s very clear-headed about relationships. When I realized I was being irrational because of a woman, I knew something was wrong with me.

The photo incident this morning was just a pretext.

Even without it, I would likely have confessed to you soon.

This is the last time I’m explaining this to you.

From now on, you’re not allowed to refuse my approach by doubting me.

You definitely don’t know how uncomfortable it is for me to be around you and not be able to have you.

I’m afraid I’ll suffocate from holding back."

Jane’s cheeks flushed, and she pressed the backs of her hands to her face, which felt hot.

Being confessed to like this felt really great.

Back when she was with Xavier, there was no pursuit from either side.

They just played together often, and naturally, over time, became lovers.

This was the first time she had ever heard such a heartfelt confession.

"Aren’t you going to ask if I like you too?"

"You? No need to ask, I’m not as silly as you are."

Jane pouted: "What do you mean?"

"I am a man who has seen many women, and I can tell from your eyes, you don’t dislike me.

Your feelings towards me are probably somewhere between liking and loving, right?"

Jane felt dismayed; how many women must one read to discern such truth?

Indeed, he wasn’t wrong.

"Seen many women? So, were Miss Snow’s words tonight true?

Were you really a playboy in the past?"

Kay scoffed, "She was spouting nonsense, can you not follow suit?

That was all when I was young and ignorant.

Besides, I didn’t know you back then."

Jane pursed her lips: "If you had met me earlier, would things have changed?"

"Of course, my feelings for you are different from those I had for other women.

Sometimes, a man’s intuition is very accurate.

If you had appeared earlier, perhaps we’d already be married with a brood of kids by now."

Hearing him say that, Jane smiled to herself.

"So, among all the women you’ve known, there wasn’t ever one who received your true affection?"

As soon as Jane finished speaking, Kay fell silent.

How could there not be...