She clearly rembered that Jensen was supposed to be away for five days, but it was only the third day and he was already back.
Jensen chuckled lightly and said, "I was supposed to co back and be with you, but I didn’t make it."
Mia thought it was lucky he didn’t make it. Martin ca, and if Jensen had co too, the two would et in front of her dad, and that would be a disaster... hmm, maybe the terms are not quite right.
To be precise, if Martin saw her with Jensen, Mia imagined the scene and shook her head internally... it was really quite thrilling.
But that wasn’t the main problem. The main issue was that if her dad and mom found out that her so-called new boyfriend was actually Martin’s uncle, she’d be done for!
"It’s nothing, I’ve already given what you prepared to my parents, and they really like it."
What an outright lie!
Jensen responded with a hum, seemingly not caring much.
But Leo knew that all those things were chosen by Jensen himself, none of them were done by soone else.
Although the marriage with Mia was an agreent, he wouldn’t neglect any formalities.
The young lady married him despite being quite aggrieved, so in other aspects, he had to make sure everything was well prepared.
Mia lifted her eyes to see a faint shade of blue under Jensen’s eyes, even his handso face showed signs of fatigue, and he occasionally lifted his hand to massage his brow.
Mia lightly furrowed her pretty brows, hesitated a mont, and then spoke, "Mr. Sterling, is your head hurting? Let give you a massage."
Jensen was just about to refuse when a fingertip, slightly cool, landed on his forehead.
This felt completely different from when he was massaging it himself. The girl’s fingertips were fine and soft, with a touch of coolness when they first touched, followed by a warm sensation spreading from her fingers after a few seconds.
Jensen’s body tensed for a mont, Mia noticed and said, "Relax, otherwise it won’t be effective."
"I often massaged my dad before, and even took a course for so ti, it should work. If the strength isn’t right, just let know."
Jensen felt the delicate fingertips gently massaging his temples, and gradually relaxed. To make it easier for the young lady to massage, Jensen even switched to a different posture.
Mia noticed his relaxation and asked, "How does it feel?"
Jensen closed his eyes and replied in a soft voice, "Hmm, very comfortable."
It was indeed comfortable. The girl’s control of strength was just right, and as she continued massaging, his headache even eased a bit.
......
anwhile, in the driver’s seat, Leo’s facial expression involuntarily twitched a few tis. He felt like he was a super conspicuous third wheel; he really shouldn’t be here.
Nonetheless, since Mia was massaging Jensen’s forehead, he was unsure if he should start driving.
But he was smart enough to stay quiet and simply pretended to be invisible, waiting patiently.
Fortunately, Mia didn’t massage for long. After a little while, Jensen said it was enough, and Mia withdrew her hand.
A few seconds later, Jensen’s low voice echoed, "Drive."
Seeing this, Leo imdiately started the car and drove away.
......
However, Martin still hadn’t left. It was unclear whether he was stubbornly waiting for Mia or trying to confirm what Jensen was doing here. Either way, he hadn’t left.
Jensen’s car window wasn’t closed, and Mia was still turned towards Jensen, saying sothing, as the two cars quickly passed each other.
Martin felt as though he had just glimpsed Mia, but when he tried to confirm, all he saw was the car’s tail end.
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