Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 720

They hadn't seen each other for a month, and Jimmy found out that Ariah seemed to be a little chubbier.

Her cheeks were obviously a little rounder, and she looked good.

He was happy for her, but at the same time, he was a little annoyed by her heartlessness, assuming that she wouldn't stop thinking about him while he was away.

She seemed to have lived so well by herself.

"Jimmy, let's break up."

Ariah uttered when he was deep in thought.

With that, Jimmy gave a smile and asked, "What did you say?"

Ariah looked straight into his eyes and said calmly, "You heard me."

Jimmy sat down beside her, to which she immediately got up and sat on the other chair. The smile on his face froze. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Ariah continued, "What I mean is that we shouldn't contact each other anymore. Move out of my place, and, if there's nothing important, don't disturb me. I hope you can do these."

"What if I don't want to?" Jimmy's face turned cold.

Ariah was still as calm as before. "Then we'll keep bickering, and eventually, you'll hate me. It's better to part ways nicely now."

D*mn it!

"Then let's keep bickering. There will be a day when we're too old to bicker." Jimmy fixed his intense gaze on her. "Let me be clear, don't you ever think about leaving me."

Ariah told herself that she had to be calm and don't argue with him, but she couldn't control her emotions. "Is it fun for you? Why do you have to be so unreasonable when I want to talk to you nicely?"

"I can always reason with you about other things, but not this."

"You..."

Ariah glared at him. "If you don't want to move out, I'll go back to my parents' place!"

Jimmy's expression turned frigid. "Try if you dare!"

Ariah simply smirked coldly.

Jimmy knew that she was serious.

Sighing, he massaged his temple and talked with a placid tone, "I know that you are still angry, so I'll take that as your tantrum."

Annoyed that they couldn't reach an impasse, Ariah got up and went to the kitchen.

Assuming that she had backed down, Jimmy smiled and followed her. "I'll cook for you. I was so hungry just now that I asked Ben to cook something for me when I was taking a shower. You haven't eaten yet, have you? I bet you're starving. I'll cook."

Jimmy had always been independent since he was young, and he looked nothing like a son of a rich family.

Moreover, he loved cooking.

Pushing Ariah to the living room, he rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen. When he opened the fridge, he gasped in surprise seeing the stuffed fridge with all sorts of food inside. It was never this full before.

After picking out a few ingredients, Jimmy washed his hands and began to cook.

Ariah was sitting in the living room watching television, listening to the commotion coming from the kitchen.

It sounded like the kitchen was a battlefield.

Half an hour later, Jimmy had prepared pasta and soup. Ariah was so hungry that she couldn't help but walk to the dining room when she smelled the mouthwatering fragrance.

Jimmy glanced at her and said, "Wash your hands and let's eat."

Ariah pulled out a chair to sit down and then started eating.

The way she devoured the food was like she hadn't eaten for a few days. After finishing the soup, she licked her lips and looked as if she wasn't full yet.

Surprised, Jimmy gasped, "Are you not full?"

Red in embarrassment, Ariah looked askance at him and then turned to the kitchen to get some cookies.

Seeing this, Jimmy finally knew why Ariah became chubbier after not seeing her for more than a month.

Her appetite had increased.

Actually, Jimmy wasn't very full either but seeing that the pasta and soup were merely enough for her, he put down his utensils and quietly watched her eat.

Ariah shrugged uncomfortably. "Stop looking at me!"

With a satisfied smug on his face, Jimmy said, "Since you love my cooking so much, I'll cook for you every day, alright? Honey, let's make up."

Losing her appetite in an instant, she put down her

fork and spoon and pursed her lips. "I'm done."

Then, she got up and was about to leave when she felt a tight grip on her hand that she couldn't move.

Ariah wanted to pull back her hand, but Jimmy didn't let go.

Dejected, she turned to look at him. "I'm not messing with you. I've thought this through, and this is the decision I made after careful consideration. I have made up my mind whether you like it or not."

With that, she wrung her hand out of his grip and went back to the bedroom.

Jimmy didn't chase after her. Instead, he frowned as he watched her walk away.

Her frustration was within his expectation, but he didn't know that she would be so pissed.

"How am I supposed to handle this?" he mumbled to himself.

The next day.

Ariah opened her eyes and looked around only to realize that she was alone in the bedroom.

Jimmy was nowhere to be seen.

She was a little surprised that he did not force his way in last night. Instead, he slept outside the room for the whole night.

With his usual fearsome manner, she thought that he would barge in regardless of her objection and sneak in in the middle of the night.

After washing up, she walked to the living room and found it empty. Perhaps Jimmy had gone to the police station.

There was a note with bold handwriting on the coffee table that said, "Breakfast is in the kitchen."

After reading the note, Ariah crumpled the paper and threw it into the trash can. She took a look at the kitchen, where there was a sandwich and a glass of milk.

She heated them up in the microwave and devoured them quickly.

When she arrived at the hospital, her assistant rushed over excitedly and exclaimed, "Ariah, there's a bouquet delivered to you."

Ariah was taken aback. "Bouquet?"

"Yes, it's so beautiful." The assistant handed the bouquet to her. "Someone sent it this morning. They smell so good."

"Who's the sender?"

"I don't know." The assistant pointed at the card on the bouquet. "But there is a card. Here, take a look."

Ariah took the card, unfolded it, and saw a word written on it, "Compensation."

She frowned.

While she was pondering, her phone rang. She took it out and saw that it was a call from Jimmy.

Annoyed, she rejected the call.

Then, the phone rang again. It was a notification of an incoming text message.

"Do you like the flowers?"

She cast a look at the red rose bouquet in her assistant's hand. Of course, it was from Jimmy.

Keeping the phone in her pocket, she said to her assistant, "I'm allergic to pollen recently. Keep it. You look good with it."

Before the assistant could say anything, Ariah walked straight to her office.

As she sat down, her phone rang again. Assuming that it was another text from Jimmy, she ignored it. After she finished sorting the documents, she looked at her phone and was astounded.

It was a text message from Lindsey.

She sent a photo.

Ariah recognized the people in the photo.

It was Jimmy and Nicole.

The background was the airport.

It turned out that Jimmy had gone to the airport early in the morning to meet Nicole when she thought that he had gone to work.

After staring at the photo for a while, Ariah frowned in annoyance at Jimmy holding Nicole in the photo.

Irritated, she deleted the text message.