121: Chapter 121 Emily Lopez is Hard to Deal With 121: Chapter 121 Emily Lopez is Hard to Deal With Jas Brown had been telling Sandra stories for a while, which were actually stories from his regint, though he naturally avoided any confidential details, sharing only amusing and interesting anecdotes with her.
After chatting for over ten minutes, Sandra, to his surprise, tilted her head and leaned on his shoulder before closing her eyes and saying, “Brother-in-law, keep going.
Don’t mind .”
Sandra’s soft voice made it impossible for Jas to refuse, so he continued for a while until she slid down onto his lap.
Jas quickly supported her head with his hand, letting her gently rest on his lap.
Looking at her sweet, sleeping face, he couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the sa ti.
His sister-in-law was just like a child, falling asleep while listening to stories.
Watching her peaceful sleeping face, Jas really didn’t have the heart to wake her, so he simply picked her up and began walking toward her bedroom.
Sandra showed no reaction during all this, sleeping soundly until Jas placed her on the bed without the slightest stir.
Staring at his sister-in-law, who looked like a sleeping beauty, Jas really wanted to play the prince and kiss her, but he dismissed the thought, carefully covered her with a blanket, and tiptoed out of her room.
He securely closed her door, turned off the living room lights, and then returned to Sandra’s room.
Sandra was still sleeping deeply.
Even when Jas got into bed, she didn’t wake.
After bustling around for a while, Jas abandoned any lingering thoughts and soon drifted off to sleep himself.
Sandra hadn’t had a good night’s sleep for the past half month, but tonight she slept profoundly.
She was awakened in the morning by her alarm and saw Jas right near her face, only a fist’s width away.
Startled, Sandra quickly moved back, putting distance between their faces, only to realize her leg was draped over his.
This discovery made her even more embarrassed, so she quickly retracted her leg, annoyed at how close Jas had been sleeping to her, but a quick glance showed her that she had moved to the middle of the bed while Jas was still on the edge, indicating that she was the one who had moved closer, not Jas.
Embarrassnt and shyness replaced Sandra’s annoyance, prompting her to get out of bed swiftly and sneak out of the bedroom.
It was fortunate that Jas was sound asleep.
However, as soon as she left, Jas cracked open his eyes.
A person like him had keen senses, even in sleep.
He had known the mont Sandra’s leg landed on him, though he had ignored it since it wasn’t a threat.
However, an action like Sandra getting out of bed was impossible to ignore despite his pretending to be asleep so as not to embarrass her.
After freshening up in the bathroom and feeling revitalized from the deep sleep — definitely a result of the massage Jas had given her last night — Sandra felt appreciative of his skills.
Even though it was the weekend, Sandra had a lot to do.
She returned to the bedroom, pushed Jas lightly, and when he opened his eyes, she said, “Today, you can take Sandra out.
I have to leave now.”
Jas yawned and replied, “Then go ahead.
I’ll take care of Sandra.”
“Hmm, take the car.
Here’s so money,” Sandra said, placing a stack of bills totaling 1400 Dollars on the pillow.
“Buy Sandra whatever she likes.”
“Do we really need this much?” Jas asked.
“That girl spends without thinking.
Just take more, and if it’s not enough, you can cover it.
I’ll reimburse you later.”
“Do I need to get receipts?”
Sandra glared at him briefly before responding with a question, “What do you think?”
“Hehe, looks like I might be able to embezzle so of it.”
“That’s up to you,” Sandra said nonchalantly.
This ti, pretending to be her boyfriend, Jas hadn’t ntioned needing paynt, so this was like giving him a subtle bonus.
After that, Sandra grabbed her clothes and left the bedroom.
Monts later, the sound of the door closing echoed.
Once Sandra had left, Jas got out of bed, used the bathroom, and did so basic exercises like sit-ups and push-ups.
After sweating profusely, he headed to shower.
Years of training conditioned Jas to maintain his physical fitness even back in the city.
He wasn’t particularly eager to slack off; to him, laziness felt uncomfortable as if it were ingrained in his bones.
While he was showering, the bathroom door suddenly swung open.
Jas quickly grabbed a towel to cover himself and, looking at the door, exclaid, “Sandra!
What are you doing?”
“Ah!
Brother-in-law, you’re showering?” Sandra muttered in confusion, quickly shut the sliding door, and then called from outside, “Hurry up, I need to use the toilet.”
Jas was dumbfounded.
Sandra was really too casual, not even fussing over walking in on him showering.
He turned into the kitchen, where he needed to prepare breakfast for both of them.
Soon after, Sandra arrived at the kitchen doorway, leaning against it.
“Where’s my sister?” she asked.
“Your sister left early, she still had work at her company and couldn’t stay with you.”
“She really is sothing, working even on weekends.
Anyone who hires my sister really strikes gold.”
Jas Brown smiled and said, “Yes, that’s just the way she is, no one can persuade her otherwise.”
Sandra, touching her chin, said, “Brother-in-law, you’re with my sister and she doesn’t have ti to date you, watch movies, or travel with you.
Mustn’t life be drab for you?”
Jas Brown mock glared at her and said, “Are you really your sister’s sibling?
Aren’t you just trying to stir up a fight between your sister and ?”
Sandra imdiately laughed.
“If you were to argue with her over sothing I said, wouldn’t you two have broken up long ago and not still be together?”
“You’re actually right.
When two people are together, one has to give more; otherwise, if both are workaholics, life becos impossible.
Like and your sister—in her busy tis, I take care of her, so we keep our ho stable and harmonious.”
“My sister is truly lucky!” Sandra pouted, then gave Jas Brown a glance.
Jas Brown found Sandra’s stare sowhat baffling and said, “What have I done now?”
Sandra snorted.
“You’re terrible, brother-in-law.
With you being so wonderful, how am I supposed to find a boyfriend?”
“How does my being good or not relate to your finding a boyfriend?” Jas Brown still didn’t get it.
“Of course, it matters!
Look, my sister and I are almost exactly alike.
If she can find soone as amazing as you and I find soone worse, would I be satisfied?”
Jas Brown laughed heartily.
“There are many good n out there; you just haven’t t one yet.
When fate cos, you’ll find your Prince Charming.”
Sandra shook her head repeatedly, her expression one of frustration.
“Forget it.
I’ve been looking for years and haven’t found anyone who catches my eye.
Ah, brother-in-law, the standard you set makes it even harder for .”
“Alright, stop moping.
Let’s eat, and then I’ll take you out.”
“Okay!” Sandra agreed, then ran inside to help Jas Brown grab bowls and utensils from the kitchen—definitely more diligent than her sister, who hardly lifted a finger at altis.
After a simple breakfast, Jas Brown drove Sandra out for so fun.
As the primary tourist attraction in YODC City, W Temple, which Lucy Campbell visited last ti, was an essential stop.
The weather was perfect today, clear skies without a whisk of wind, and being a weekend, many were at W Temple offering incense.
Climbing the steps, Sandra did so effortlessly, occasionally stopping to admire green sprouts peeking through the grass beside the path.
Having walked most of the way and seeing Sandra still full of energy, Jas Brown said with a chuckle, “You really do have good stamina.
Last ti I ca here with your sister, she was exhausted less than halfway up.”
“That’s because I dance and always make sure to exercise, unlike my sister, who never moves all day.”
“But to , you two don’t look very different.”
“My flesh is firm, hers is flabby.
Why don’t you feel for yourself?” Sandra teased, winking at Jas Brown.
Jas Brown touched his nose.
“I think I’ll pass.”
“Whatcha thinking?
I ant squeeze my arm,” Sandra said proudly, laughing.
Jas Brown, helpless against his mischievously spirited sister-in-law, pinched her arm and said, “There is a bit of a difference, actually.”
Honestly, Jas Brown couldn’t feel any difference; both sisters’ arms were neither fat nor thin, both seed equally well-proportioned and plump.
Sandra pointed at Jas Brown and burst into laughter.
“You an to tell , brother-in-law, that you haven’t even touched my sister’s arm?
My sister and I compare all the ti; they’re actually the sa.”
Jas Brown was at a loss for words.
“How could I not have touched her arm?
I was just going along with your statent.
You’re clearly trapping here.”
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