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Chapter 10 Dont You Like That I Am Shameless?

    Chapter 10 Don''t You Like That I Am Shameless?


    "Yes, but my size is different from yours ..." Isabe wondered if this was really a good idea.


    "What''s wrong with that? It''s just one night. It''ll be fine." Rae burped, but couldn''t resist opening another


    packet of chips.


    There was a knock on the door.


    It was Jensen who came in.


    Jensen was holding a te of fruit, among which there were mostly pears. Isabe watched him and


    immediately understood that Jensen was deliberately making them for Rae to eat. After all, every time


    she came, Rae liked to eat chips while talking to her. Seeing how warm Jensen was, Isabe


    suppressed the sourness that emerged from her heart. It seemed that Jensen was much kinder to Rae


    than she had imagined, and she couldn''t help but be a little jealous.


    And when Rae remembered how stingy Jensen was, she felt unpleasant. Shey down with the chips


    in her arms and deliberately rolled over to face the wall, leaving her back to Jensen, and then crunched


    on the chips.


    Jensen caught her movement and wanted tough but held back. He put down the fruit te and said,


    "Take it."


    "Thanks, Jensen," Isabe said politely.


    "My pleasure." Jensen nced at Rae again before closing the door behind him and going out.


    When Jensen left, Rae sat up from the bed and fiddled with her long hair.


    Isabe bit into the crisp and sweet pear and mentioned it as if she didn''t mean it, "By the way, Rae, I


    heard that Karina is going to be interning at Knight Group soon, and it''s a position directly connected to


    Jensen."


    "..." Rae paused as she stuffed chips into her mouth, then quickly recovered and said, pretending to be


    careless, "Is there no position for her in thepany of rk Group? Why they had to throw her to the


    Knight Group’s."


    "You can''t say throw. I heard that Jensen''s father arranged it on purpose. After all, everyone thinks


    Karina is going to marry Jensen in the future, so they want to let the two of them get close to each


    other while they ..." Isabe finished speaking before realizing that it was inappropriate for her to say


    that, so she spoke up, "Rae, I''m sorry. I shouldn''t have said that in front of you."


    "What''s wrong with that? I can''t get in the way of the person he wants to marry, and it’s none of his


    business that who I will marry in the future." Rae took a piece of pear and put it in her mouth. She took


    a bite and frowned, "Hey, the merchant said he wouldn''t charge for the pear if it wasn''t sweet. Why is it


    so sour?"


    Sour?


    Isabe took another bite and just found it very sweet.


    After a while, Isabe said she had something to do and had to go first. Rae walked her to the door,


    said goodbye, and then looked at the clock on the wall. Seeing that it was almost time, she turned


    around and went to the study. She didn''t know what she was upset about, but she deliberately stomped


    on the floor as she walked, "Hey, I''m going to the market. What do you want to eat tonight?"


    "Don''t your feet hard?" Seeing her bare feet again and stomping hard on the wooden floor of the study,


    Jensen was helpless, "Why do you always leave your shoes on?"


    "I''m hot. You''re annoying." Rae didn''t know why she was getting irritated for no reason. The more she


    looked at him, the more irritated she felt. She said, "Hurry up. Tell me what you want to eat."


    "Whatever." Jensen wondered why she was suddenly angry.


    Rae pouted. She hated that answer.


    She turned and was about to change clothes when the man behind her spoke up again.


    "Come here," Jensen asked.


    Rae walked straight to him without a word.


    Jensen pulled open a drawer and pulled out a checkbook, then grabbed a pen and filled in some


    information before tearing it out and handing it to her, "Here you go. Buy some designer clothes for


    your reunion."


    Rae immediately smiled, forgetting the unpleasantness she had just felt. She took the check and put it


    close to her nose to sniff it. The smell of money was really the best, but she stillined, "How


    could you eavesdrop on me? How shameless you are!"


    "Don''t you dare say you don''t like that I''m shameless?" Seeing that she was happy, the smile on


    Jensen''s face grew wider.


    "Well ... just wait. I''ll cook something delicious for you tonight!" Rae took the check and left the


    apartment jumping with joy.


    There was a supermarket near the apartment where she lived.


    Rae pushed the cart and slowly strolled through the fresh food section. Jensen liked to eat fish, and


    she was toozy to make it. However, she had just received such arge check from him, so she


    wanted to treat him to a fish, and Rae pushed the cart slowly in front of the fish tank. A little girl''s voice


    came from the front, "Mom, what''s the name of this fish?"


    "Fish don''t have names, only species." The little girl''s mother exined.


    "Then why do people have names?" The little girl asked again.


    The little girl''s mother was obviously baffled by the question.


    Rae couldn''t resist and went over to talk to her, "Listen, fish don''t have names when they''re alive, but


    they have many names when they''re dead. For example, steamed fish, pickled fish, braised fish, sweet


    and sour fish, fried fish ..."


    "Oww!" The little girl was scared and cried.


    "Freak." The little girl''s mother shielded the little girl, red at Rae, and took the little girl away quickly.


    Rae stood still, wondering what she said was wrong. But looking at the backs of the two, Rae suddenly


    thought of herself. By the way, she and Jensen had been together for so long, how possible that she


    hadn''t been pregnant? She didn''t take any precautions! In fact, she did not resist having children at all.


    On the contrary, she felt that her genes were good and Jensen''s were also good. And she was looking


    forward to seeing how wonderful their children would be.


    But this kind of thing was unpredictable. Forget it.


    Rae shrugged her shoulders and went back to shopping.


    An hourter, she returned home with the food and saw Jensen sitting in the living room watching TV


    instead of working in the study. She took off her shoes and asked casually, "Are you done?"


    Jensen got up, walked to her, and took the bag from her hand. He asked, as naturally as if he were


    making small talk, "I heard from Reuben that he''s back?"


    He.


    Rae''s heart thumped a little faster. Although Jensen didn''t say who he was, they both knew who it


    meant. Just the slightest hint that they would know each other. Rae walked into the kitchen to wash her


    hands, pretending not to understand, "Who?"


    "Eric," Jensen said, knowing she was ying dumb. He followed her into the kitchen and made it clear


    so that she couldn''t avoid the subject. Jensen put the bag on the table and asked again, "He didn''t look


    for you?"


    "Oh, him? No. Why would he want to see me?" Rae opened the bag and prepared to make dinner. In


    fact, she was so nervous that she was afraid Jensen would know she was lying and that he already


    knew she had gone to see Eric, but she had to pretend she hadn''t meet him, "By the way, I bought fish.


    Your favorite."


    Jensen stared deeply at Rae''s face for a few seconds, as if probing the truth of her words. Originally,


    she acted so perfectly that he could not see anything wrong. But the problem was that she was acting


    too perfect that it was not like a natural reaction. She loved Eric so much that he was crazy with


    jealousy, and now, could she really treat Eric like a stranger?


    "Even if hees to you, you don''t want to see him." Jensen gave up first. Although he suspected her,


    he couldn''t bear to question her.


    "Okay," Rae answered.


    Seeing her so careless and perfunctory, Jensen was a little angry and picked her up at once and put


    her on a clean table aside, then propped both hands on her side and looked at her. He repeated once


    more, "Answer me seriously."


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    "Jensen, are you scared?" Rae was made serious by him too. She stared at him and caught from


    under his eyes that he was not confident. She sighed, "Actually, as you said, I have no position to think


    about him, and he''s not qualified to be thought about by me."


    "Is it simply because you have no position to think about him?" Although her answer was good enough,


    Jensen was still not satisfied. He didn''t want the answer that she wasn''t qualified to think about him


    because of certain reasons, he wanted her to let go of that personpletely. Otherwise what if one


    day she thought she was qualified again?


    "Don''t you question me! I don’t want to argue with you." Rae tilted her head and said without flinching,


    "People say the truthes out after drinking, but do you know that there is another way to make


    people tell the truth?"


    "Tell me." Jensen thought that if there really was, then he really wanted to try.


    He wanted to hear what she really thought.


    "That would the time when you''re fucking me. Let’s see whose name maye out of my mouth" Rae


    stared at him and said seriously.


    Jensen fought back the anger in his heart and walked out of the kitchen. There was really nothing he


    could do about Rae!


    Rae was relieved to see him stop asking her, and thought to herself that Jensen was really easy to


    quell, so she nned to cook dinner. The next second, her cell phone on the stove rang, and Rae


    picked it up to find that it was Darcy calling. She answered and held the phone between her shoulder


    and head, "Hello, what can I do for you? ..."


    "Rae, help!" Darcy''s cries came intermittently and she sounded scared.


    Rae became serious all of a sudden, and gripped the phone tightly, "What''s wrong with you?"


    "Someone knows about my pregnancy. She ... said she was going to beat me into miscarriage and


    then expose it on Weibo. Rae, I don''t want to be utterly discredited!" Darcy cried and howled!


    Rae''s brow furrowed. She held her breath and asked, "What was that person''s name?"


    "She said herst name was Barnes. Rae, I''m at the parking lot of the Recreation Garden. You, you''ll


    Barnes.


    Nia Barnes.


    Rae was so angry. She didn''t expect Nia''s revenge toe so soon and in such a shameless way!


    She took off her apron with one hand and threw it on the stove, then she walked to the bedroom while


    talking to the person on the other end of the phone, "I''ming over now. You tell her to wait for me


    where she is if she dares!" After yelling, Rae hung up the phone, opened her closet, and selected a set


    of sportswear.


    Seeing that she was furious, Jensen followed her into the room, "What''s going on?"


    "Woman''s business. You wait for me at home. If you''re hungry, just have some instant noodles." As she


    spoke, Rae had changed into a gray sweatshirt and left the apartment in stride. Before leaving, she


    took Jensen''s car keys, which were hanging on the shoe cab, with her.


    Rae knew that parking lot of the Recreation Garden was next to where the Barnes family lived.


    Although the name was a bit cheesy, the price per square meter had made the ce a symbol of the


    status of being rich. Many rich people would like to buy a suite there to unt their wealth. When Rae


    arrived, it was alreadypletely dark. After checking that she knew all the names of the Barnes family


    and the exact door number, the security guard finally let her in.
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