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.

“I’m bringing her out for dinner, so you don’t have to

“Okay.”

“Also, go downstairs to measure the size of the painting downstairs and frame it. Hang the drawing

housekeeper knew Jessica was blind, so she reckoned there was nothing special with the painting. She said with a smile, “Of course. That drawing is more precious than the masterpieces in the art gallery since your

Jacob shrugged.

front of his friends before falsely describing the painting as an exorbitant

he felt it was inappropriate to do so

downstairs

couldn’t see her surroundings,

lost her vision, he might even

to put on a pair

sunglasses were oversized and couldn’t even fit on the bridge of Jessica’s nose. Her comical appearance caused him to

She gazed in his direction

nothing wrong with you.” He suppressed his urge to laugh. “I’ll buy a new pair of

and strode toward the

shoes and open the

hand felt warm and soft this time instead of cold like

placed it around his arm. “If you don’t want to walk with a white cane or on a tactile pavement,

Jessica didn’t struggle anymore and left the

a short while,

her vision for some time, her initial nervousness and panic subsided as she grew accustomed to her condition. She felt contented as long as she

going out with

as she wanted to feel

for the traffic light to turn green, she could even hear the passers-by conversing. At that instant, she felt

“Where are

out his phone as he spoke. “Do you want to eat Chanaean cuisine

She asked after replying, “Will

After finding the address to the restaurant,

yourself as a nuisance. I wouldn’t have

damaged, so she was as

his hand to touch her but quickly controlled his desire. “Josie, you don’t have to live so carefully or think you’ll trouble anyone for wanting to do something. You should smile more. That way, your child will feel

dazzling smile and probably became so timid, submissive, and depressive after she was met with some

curved into gorgeous

the car arrived at Chanaean

the street. As it

brought Jessica into a Chanaean