Goodbye, Ex-husband! I’m Pregnant with Your Uncle’s Child!
Chapter 129 This Woman

Chapter 129: Chapter 129 This Woman

"I’ll do it. You’ve already given me all the help, if I can’t succeed, then I’m truly worthless," Julia Land said calmly.

James Thompson chuckled without saying a word, "Good, to reward you, Mr. Thompson will personally cook something for you tonight."

Julia Land’s tight face instantly cracked a smile. With his cooking skills, a reward? Really?

She quickly forced a dry laugh and responded, "No, no, no, I should be the one rewarding you. To thank Mr. Thompson for his help, I’ll cook tonight."

James Thompson remained silent.

He just gazed at her with those deep eyes.

Slowly,

Gradually, Julia Land reflected on herself.

Her man was going out of his way to cook for her.

How could she not give him face, not show him respect?

"Then Mr. Thompson, you have a tough job tonight," Julia Land gave him a charming smile.

James Thompson immediately felt better. He stood up and first checked the refrigerator in the kitchen to see if the ingredients were there.

Julia Land silently retracted her crossed legs and sat cross-legged.

Then she picked up her phone that was lying on the floor.

She sent a message to her bodyguard.

[Please buy me some digestive tablets and anti-diarrheal medicine, thanks]

Better safe than sorry.

James Thompson didn’t know Julia Land had already taken such precautions.

He opened the refrigerator, searched through it, and found the ingredients he needed.

Actually, he had secretly practiced cooking sweet and sour ribs a few times, and even the non-sweet version, just sour ribs, quite successfully.

So he planned to make sour ribs.

Then... add water, heat it up, cook instant noodles.

Julia Land put her hands behind her back and patrolled into the kitchen like a grandmother.

James Thompson was slicing bell peppers.

Julia Land glanced at it and guessed what he might be cooking, but it seemed a bit strange, were the ingredients a little scarce?

He peeled the pineapple quickly, holding the knife with his slender fingers.

Julia Land watched his hand, the way he chopped had quite a presence.

James Thompson saw her watching like a foreman overseeing the work and pulled at the corner of his mouth, "Little Julia, you watching me like this, I feel a lot of pressure."

Julia Land touched her nose, "Oh, then I’ll wait outside for you."

Julia Land walked to the living room and sat on the sofa waiting, then heard the doorbell. She went to open the door.

It was her bodyguard, who had bought the digestive tablets and anti-diarrheal medicine and had come back.

"Thank you."

Julia Land took the medicines back to the room and put them in the cabinet.

While waiting for dinner, she made a call and chatted with Sophia Hart.

The two hadn’t seen each other in a long time; they had both been very busy.

It wasn’t until James Thompson brought out a plate of ribs, whose color wasn’t really appealing, that they hung up the phone.

Julia Land washed her hands and sat down at the dining table.

Seeing the sparse setup with a plate of ribs and two bowls of beef instant noodles,

Julia Land: I really overestimated Mr. Thompson.

"How is it? Does it taste okay?" James Thompson asked thick faced and calmly.

Julia Land, eating the ribs and smiling politely, said, "It’s okay, not bad."

Little did he know how much vinegar he had added; it was sour enough to kill.

James Thompson, feeling rather pleased with himself, also picked up a rib, then frowned, "It’s so sour."

He looked at Julia Land.

Julia Land looked back at him.

James Thompson smiled gently, "Sorry, Mr. Thompson isn’t an all-rounder."

Julia Land, "It’s okay, I’m not perfect either."

Both were very self-aware, sharing a mutual understanding.

"These ribs?"

"I’m done with them," James Thompson decided.

*

At night, Julia Land, after taking a bath, leaned against the headboard looking at her phone.

James Thompson was searching for something.

He was only wearing boxer shorts, pacing back and forth two or three times.

"Mr. Thompson, what exactly are you looking for?" Julia Land put down her phone, puzzled as she looked at James Thompson.

James Thompson had a good physique with well-defined abs.

She glanced a few times.

James Thompson walked over to the bed, his hands on the edge as he leaned forward, eyes fixed on her, "Actually, I have something to tell you."

"What is it?" Julia asked, confused.

"About a year ago, I went to the Starshine Hotel and slept with a woman there."

"?"

While Julia was lost in thought, James hurriedly said, "That woman was you, Felix Hayes sprayed you with Compliance Liquid."

Julia was shocked after hearing James’s words, so Arabella Shaw had already started getting rid of her even before she returned to the country!

She felt a chill thinking about it. Indeed, Arabella Shaw had crossed her boundaries time and again.

"Arabella Shaw even lied to me, saying I was messed up by a beggar," Julia said, still feeling the aftershocks.

She finally understood why sometimes she saw reports of horror lovers in the news.

James also hadn’t expected there to be such an event, thankful that Julia wasn’t the type with a weak endurance, otherwise, hearing that she’d been with a beggar...

James’s gaze turned slightly cold, his hand taking Julia’s.

He held her hand and slapped his own face.

A slap.

This slap left Julia stupefied.

"James, have you lost your mind? Why are you making me hit you?"

The man tensed his body, leaning close to her, his kiss landed on the center of her eyebrows.

"I’m sorry, I should have told you this earlier. When you came to see me to abort the child, I found out it was you that night."

James said helplessly, "At first I thought you intentionally climbed into bed, but then I checked only to find out that you were legally Noah Quarter’s wife. You two were having issues because of Arabella Shaw at that time."

"And I felt you loved him, thinking it would hurt you too much if I spoke up."

Julia, having heard James’s words, was momentarily at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Was this fate?

"Mr. Thompson, I actually feel so lucky that it was you I met then."

Julia curved her lips, cupping James’s eyes with her hands.

"James."

Her lips licked his.

Savoring his taste finely.

The warm and moist touch felt like an electric current rushing to her scalp.

"James, I want you."

Julia shyly finished speaking, then released the hands covering James’s.

Their eyes locked.

Seeing the embarrassment turn to anger in Julia, she suddenly hugged the man’s waist, pulling him down onto the bed.

James didn’t resist, protecting her.

Julia directly lifted her leg, straddling him, and sat on his abdomen.

She slightly lifted her jaw, looking down from above, "I want you."

Such audacious demeanor.

James looked up at her, his eyes unblinkingly on her.

"What do you want?"

James lay still, his deep gaze resting on her, looking very sexy tonight.

His deep voice asked enticingly.

Julia gave Mr. Thompson a glare, knowing well what she said yet he deliberately asked.

Of course, those words weren’t easy to say too explicitly.

James looked innocent, "I really don’t know what you want."

Julia shifted her hips downward.

James, "......"

Julia’s eyes curved into a smile, leaning close to his ear, "I want you, baby."

"Baby, will you give it to me?"

Madness.

This woman.

James rolled his Adam’s apple, his fierce eyes flipped the woman on top of him to the bed.

That night was a night of utmost madness for both of them.