Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife
Chapter 496 - 239 Are You Really the Young Master of Skyward Group? (2 updates)_3

Chapter 496: Chapter 239 Are You Really the Young Master of Skyward Group? (2 updates)_3

Jane Quinlan bit her lip: "I just feel an immense amount of pressure."

"How about... for your sake, I sever the father-son relationship with my dad?"

Jane Quinlan slapped his arm at once: "What nonsense are you spouting?"

"You know I’m talking nonsense, so can you stop overthinking things?

Do you think it’s better for me to break ties with my family for you, or to quietly accept my identity as it is?"

Jane Quinlan pursed her lips at him: "I am overthinking things, aren’t I."

"You’re not just overthinking; you’re needlessly worrying yourself.

Think about it, am I treating you poorly, or have I used my status to humiliate you?

When I took you to meet my dad yesterday, he didn’t just throw a check at you.

Nor did he show any lack of warmth towards you.

There are just two people in my family, my dad and I. You won’t have an evil mother-in-law to give you trouble in the future.

Both my dad and I have accepted you, what’s there left for you to worry about?"

"But to me, your family is like a wealthy household."

"A wealthy household is still a household, a small family is still a family, don’t think too much, silly."

He said this and tapped her forehead: "See, you’ve furrowed into an old lady.

Come on, give me a quick kiss."

As he spoke, he pinned her against the door and ravished her fiercely until her lips turned red; Jane Quinlan finally managed to push him away with effort.

She looked at him with her little frowned brows and a flushed face: "Are you insane? Are you trying to eat me up?"

"I do indeed want to eat you up right now, how about we..."

"I don’t want that," Jane Quinlan quickly jumped out of his embrace: "I would rather die than do that kind of thing here, it’s too embarrassing."

Kay Forrest held back a laugh: "You woman, how can you be so shameless, I didn’t say I wanted to do that sort of thing with you."

Jane Quinlan’s face turned red: "I... it was clearly you who said you wanted to eat me just now."

"I meant to say, how about we just think about going home after work?

There’s really nothing much going on today anyway."

Jane Quinlan bit her teeth with annoyance; this damn Kay Forrest, was he fully messing with her? It’s maddening.

Kay Forrest was a man of action; he said they’d get off work and did just that immediately.

After the two of them left the newspaper office hand in hand, a wave of gossip erupted throughout the workspace.

Regarding Jane Quinlan, everyone truly had nothing but envy and jealousy.

After getting home, Kay Forrest locked the door, and without saying a word, carried her straight into the bathroom.

Jane Quinlan urged him to leave, wanting to shower on her own, but Kay Forrest wouldn’t miss this opportunity for the world.

He insisted on joining her.

Jane Quinlan couldn’t argue with him, so she had no choice but to be devoured to the point where not even bones were left in the bathroom.

When the two of them came out after the shower, Jane Quinlan’s legs were wobbling.

She thought Kay Forrest was a liar; he was very restrained the first time.

But now, he was becoming more and more brazen each time.

Sometimes she really wondered how Kay Forrest could be so energetic.

Or is it that all men are this tireless with such matters?

She fell asleep almost immediately after returning to bed.

Because she was truly exhausted.

She didn’t know how long she had slept; all she smelled was a delicious fragrance.

She stretched and opened her eyes.

Kay Forrest wasn’t in the room.

She got up, walked to the living room—the delicious smell was coming from the kitchen.

As she reached the kitchen doorway, she saw him in an apron, both busy watching the iPad and cooking.

Seeing this scene, Jane Quinlan couldn’t help but let out a light chuckle.

How astonishing, that such a high-and-mighty young master was actually cooking dinner himself.

Hearing the laughter, Kay Forrest turned around to see her standing in the doorway.

He jumped with a start and glared at her: "Why didn’t you make a sound when you woke up? You gave me quite a scare."

"You’re not doing anything wrong; why would you be scared?"

As she spoke, she walked in: "What are you doing that you’re so engrossed in it? A person walked to the door and you didn’t notice."

"You walk without making a sound, is it my fault?" Kay Forrest spoke as he pulled her to look into the pot: "Smell it, does the chicken soup I made smell good?"

Jane Quinlan took a whiff: "Chicken soup? We didn’t have any chicken at home. Did you go to the market?"

"Is that so wrong?"

Jane Quinlan sized him up and down: "What made you suddenly think of cooking?"

"Do I need a reason?

I just saw how tired you were and didn’t want to bother you any further.

I suddenly feel like I’m a super great boyfriend, don’t you think you should praise me a bit?"

Jane Quinlan looked at his smug face and stepped forward: "Alright, let me do it, you go out."

"What for, you want to steal my credit after I’m done?"

Jane Quinlan pouted: "What’s this? You being in the kitchen just doesn’t look right for a big man."

Kay Forrest held Jane Quinlan’s hand: "There are many kinds of big men.

If it’s for one’s woman, bustling about in the kitchen is still a commendable act.

Who says only women can cook for men?

These days, there are plenty of men who can cook.

I can’t just let you conquer my stomach, I also need to use my cooking skills to conquer yours.

That way, neither of us can run away."

Jane Quinlan looked at him moved; having hooked up with a man that made her fall head over heels in love, she never thought of running away.

"Oh right, I just took a call.

You have to accompany me to an auction event tomorrow night.

No refusing, you must go."

Jane Quinlan sighed heavily, see, what’s meant to come will still come.