Jessica has always prided herself on her strength and dislikes being pushed.
Forrest pinned her down again after Jessica stood up angrily.
âSit down and donât move. If you want to eat breakfast today, Iâll pull you back when you walk to the elevator.â Forrest said, trying to keep his voice as cold as possible.
Jessica calmed down. She had been feeling a little chilly. Her face was expressionless.
Forrest brought up the prepared breakfast; because she was still sick. He made a light breakfast consisting of a bowl of purple sweet potato red, bean porridge with poached egg, half a corn, and meat floss with a strong milky flavor. Rolls, as well as sliced kiwi, orange, and tomatoes on a separate plate.
His breakfast has always been good. Even the platter is exquisite, especially during the period of living abroad.
Jessica used to be a picky eater, but while they were dating, she ate all of the breakfast he prepared.
He remembers what she likes to eat even after all these years.
But why after hurting her?
Jessica was hating him a little bit right now. If he kept doing this, she might give up completely this time because he was indifferent and despised him.
But, unfortunately, Forrest will have to turn around and be nice to her. Jessica will give birth to hope as long as she is a little nicer.
Jessica was ashamed of herself. She is a mature woman who should not be so enamored with her intellect.
âEat it. You donât have anything at home. Last night, the courier delivered these items.â Forrest explained as he handed her the spoon.
Jessicaâs eyes were a little strange.
A doorbell rang unexpectedly from outside.
Her secretary was most likely the one who knocked on the door so early. Forrest stood up and walked towards the door as Jessica hesitated.
âWait, donât be concerned; just let it go.â Jessica stated.
âIâm so shameless?â
Forrest gave her a calm look, walked to the door, and saw a man in a straight suit appear outside through the screen. The man wore glasses and had the demeanor of a business executive.
Abdiel.
He opened the door immediately after these two words flashed through his mind.
âIâll give it to you, Jessicaâ¦â
Abdiel instinctively froze when he saw a completely unfamiliar man open the door before he finished speaking.
This is the first time he has seen someone of the opposite sex in Jessicaâs house other than Carson.
With a tall body and a great figure, he appears to be younger than he is. His features are even more attractive and deep, his nose bridge is straight, and his brows are cold. At first glance, there is a hint of ancestry from another country.
Abdielâs eyes skimmed over his clothes, a light-colored shirt and black trousers, but they werenât spotless; they were wrinkled, indicating that they hadnât been worn this morning, implying that this man was very good. Probably spent the last night here.
âYou areâ¦â¦.â
Abdielâs heart was cold and angry, but his calm face showed no emotion, and his eyes seemed to be staring at an insignificant stranger. âIs Jessica here? Sheâs not feeling well, so I took care of her. Make a breakfast order.â
He made a point of emphasizing the word âpersonally.â
Between the words, there appears to be some ambiguity.
âThereâs no need; I made her breakfast.â Forrest is also someone who has spent a lot of time in shopping malls, and he can quickly confirm that this person is Abdiel Lowe.
Early in the morning, a man came over and began preparing breakfast for himself. Of course he was enraged, but he also realized that expressing his rage in front of others would only irritate the opposing sideâs arms.