Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 534

Jacob sighed, feeling he was caught in a difficult spot.

“My mom is being unreasonable. How can she be so hasty and impatient in handling this matter? I can consider accepting her gesture if she introduced better women to me. However, all the women she set me up with on blind dates are horrible! My mom even introduced Hausen’s CEO’s daughter to me in the past, telling me how wonderful she was. D*mn it! You should’ve seen that woman in person. She scared me out of my wits with her mantrap-like appearance.”

Hearing that name, Jessica knitted her brows. “Hausen?”

“Oh. That’s a big company, but you wouldn’t know if you didn’t work in the finance industry.” Jacob didn’t sense her unusual behavior. “Regrettably, the CEO of Hausen, Justin Morales, died, and the company went bankrupt. His daughter and wife seemed to have left the country. Fortunately, his family met its downfall. Otherwise, I think I would have to cut ties with my mom because she’s fond of Justin’s daughter.”

Jacob had been curious about something. He couldn’t shake off the feeling that Justin’s death was somewhat related to Wyatt.

Otherwise, how else could they have died after he saw them off just a few moments ago?

Wyatt was even summoned to the police station because of that matter. However, he was merely detained for a few days before being released unscathed.

Seeing Jessica lowering her head in silence, Jacob asked her, “Are you not feeling well?”

“Yes. It is common for me to feel discomfort and nauseous during pregnancy.” She regained her senses and casually made up an excuse to reply to him. “It’s nothing major.”

He contemplated briefly before saying, “I’ll bring you out for dinner tonight to try some different food and buy you some clothes.”

“That’s not necessary.”

“That’s all right. We won’t be spending much anyway. Perhaps my mom will want to visit again. She will definitely be suspicious about our relationship if she sees you being mistreated.”

Jessica uttered hesitantly, “I can’t see.”

“It’s okay. You’ll be fine if you wear a pair of sunglasses and hold onto me the whole time.” Noticing the paint stains on her hands, Jacob said, “Your hands are very dirty. Do you want me to bring you to get washed up?”

“Okay.”

He brought her to the powder room and thoughtfully squeezed some liquid soap onto her palms.

Standing at one side and looking at her washing her hands, Jacob was again reminded of the drawing outside. He asked curiously, “Why did you draw a hand beside a sunflower? Is there any meaning behind the painting?”

Jessica paused briefly and answered casually, “I drew it because I thought the picture was very artistic.”

“Oh.” He nodded. She’s right. That painting is indeed artistic. Not everyone will admire and appreciate such a drawing.

Jessica needed to change her clothes as well because it was soiled. She told Jacob she could do that on her own without the housekeeper’s assistance, so he went downstairs first.

to the latter, “I’m bringing her out for

“Okay.”

measure the size of the painting downstairs and frame it. Hang the drawing in the living room. It’s quite a nice

special with the painting. She said with a

Jacob shrugged.

and flaunt it in front of his friends before falsely describing the painting as an exorbitant piece of

to do so because Jessica

Jessica came downstairs after changing into a loose-fitting long

even if she couldn’t see her surroundings,

vision, he might even be

helped her to put on

of Jessica’s nose. Her comical appearance

gazed in his

urge to laugh. “I’ll buy a

strode toward the door by herself.

shoes and

felt warm and soft this time instead

her withdrawing her arm, Jacob grabbed her hand and placed it around his arm. “If you don’t want to walk with

struggle anymore and left the

while, he helped her

her initial nervousness and panic subsided as she grew accustomed to her

going out

window as she wanted to feel the cool breeze and

traffic light to turn green, she could even hear the passers-by

asked, “Where

dinner first.” Jacob took out his phone as he spoke. “Do

replying, “Will it be troublesome

you want to eat anything.” After finding the address to the restaurant, Jacob informed the driver where

heart ached as he took in Jessica’s cautious demeanor. He couldn’t help but say, “You don’t have to think of yourself as a

damaged, so

live so carefully or think you’ll trouble anyone for wanting to do something. You

the past with a dazzling smile and probably became so timid, submissive, and depressive after

curved into gorgeous

car arrived at Chanaean

selling various delicacies lined the street. As it was nighttime, the place

into a Chanaean cuisine