162: Chapter 162: Putting Down the Burden 162: Chapter 162: Putting Down the Burden Jas Brown had adjusted his emotions by the ti he returned to the company, although he felt an indescribable sense of loss, there was also a sense of relief, as if the emotional debt that had been weighing on his heart for years was finally put down with lody Yoody’s departure.
“Could it be that I no longer like lody Yoody?” Jas wondered to himself.
He was startled by his own thought; he felt that his feelings for lody Yoody were not that deep after all.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so calm when she left.
Ti is a butcher’s knife; he had thought that lody Yoody was his true love, and for her, he had refused to accept the affections of any other woman.
Now he realized that it was just self-deception.
He did think about lody Yoody, but that youthful fondness was not real, enduring love—it couldn’t withstand any turmoil, and a small incident was enough to shatter it.
Jas didn’t feel regretful; he had grown up and could examine himself now.
He knew that he and lody Yoody were on different paths; their lifestyles were very different.
lody Yoody had a strong personality, and although he seed easygoing, he was also quite stubborn at heart, so even if they married, it would be difficult to adapt to each other, as neither could smooth out their sharp edges for the other.
Perhaps letting go was a better thod after all, Jas concluded in the end.
Although the company was busy, Jas still found himself quite relaxed.
Today was Friday, and he went straight ho after work, unlike others who stayed late at the office.
As soon as he exited the elevator, Jas saw Emma Campbell standing at his doorstep, her face lit up with joy as she greeted him, “Big Brother Brown, you’re back?”
Seeing the smile on Emma’s face, Jas felt as if his heart was soothed by a stream of fresh water, and he couldn’t help but smile as well, saying, “Silly girl, why didn’t you call before coming?”
Emma smiled sweetly, saying, “I was afraid I’d disturb you at work, so I just waited here.”
“What if I hadn’t co back?” Jas asked while unlocking his door.
“Then I would have gone back ho.”
Emma said it lightly, but it made Jas’s heart flutter.
To say who treated him the best, it was undoubtedly Emma.
Her kindness towards him was entirely selfless, never asking for anything in return, only giving quietly.
Emma entered Jas’s ho and quickly tied a small apron around her waist, initially put on so rice to cook, then began tidying up the house.
“Emma, you’re not a maid.
When you co to my place, please don’t always work, okay?” Jas followed behind Emma, persuading her.
Emma turned around and gave Jas a radiant smile, saying, “Big Brother Brown, I like doing things for you.
If I don’t, I wouldn’t know what else to do.
Just let do this, you must be very tired after working all day… Oh, go and change your clothes, I will wash them after I finish cooking.”
Jas hesitated for a mont but finally changed his clothes according to Emma’s suggestion, then sat on the living room sofa to watch TV and rest.
He knew that by doing so, he would make Emma happier.
And indeed, Emma was happy, busy with her tasks while frequently giving Jas sweet smiles and even humming a few tunes; it was hard work, but she enjoyed it.
While Emma was cooking, there was a knock at the door.
Jas went to open it and Emily Jenkins squeezed in with a grin, saying, “Good timing, it’s good I haven’t missed dinner.”
Jas couldn’t help but smile, replying, “You seem more and more at ho here.”
Emily chuckled, saying, “Why pass up a free al?
Oh, you have a guest here?
Why is the guest cooking?”
Emma was startled when she saw Emily, mistaking her for Jas’s girlfriend, and looked at Jas timidly, unsure of what to say.
Jas explained with a smile, “Emma, this is Emily Jenkins, my neighbor, a flight attendant.
Emily, this is Emma Campbell, a good friend of mine.”
Relieved by Jas’s natural introduction and sensing that Jas appeared closer to her, Emma imdiately responded warmly to Emily, “Nice to et you, Sister Jenkins.
I’m almost done cooking; please join us for dinner here.”
Emily unabashedly nodded, saying, “I’m here to mooch a al; you’d still find here even if you didn’t invite , haha.”
Jas laughed lightly, saying, “You really have thick skin.”
Emily replied proudly, “Thick skin gets you more, thin skin leaves you hungry.
For food, I just have to thicken my skin a bit.”
“Go sit down; stop bothering us here,” Jas chided playfully, inviting Emily to join him on the sofa.
Emily moved close to Jas and whispered in his ear, “Big Brother Brown, she’s your girlfriend, right?”
Jas shook his head, saying, “No, she’s not.”
“What a nice girl, and you won’t make her your girlfriend?
You’re really foolish,” Emily scoffed with a disdainful look.
“Am I being foolish?” Jas asked with a chuckle.
“Of course, she’s silly.
These days, how many girls know how to cook?
And look at her, not only can she cook, but she’s also pretty.
Especially how gentle she is, she’s definitely the first choice for a wife.
If I were a guy, I’d definitely marry her.”
Jas Brown playfully knocked Emily Jenkins on the head and teased, “I think you just want to find soone who can cook for you.”
Emily giggled, “Being able to cook is definitely better than not knowing how to.
Plus, look at her coming over here to cook for you, clearly showing interest in you.
You’re like a blockhead, not reciprocating her affection.”
Jas watched Emma Campbell bustling about in the kitchen, and suddenly felt a sense of peace.
It seed like this was what ho should feel like, uniquely warm.
If he really had Emma as his wife, they would certainly live a stable and happy life together.
“Feeling the pangs of love, huh?
Go for it, I support you,” Emily teased with a grin.
Jas laughed heartily and said, “Alright.”
Emily imdiately burst into gleeful laughter, her sly gaze letting Jas know that this girl had caught herself a long-term al ticket.
Even if he wasn’t ho, she could just co over and freeload als from Emma.
“Big Brother Brown, Sister Jenkins, co and eat,” Emma called out.
Emily didn’t wait for Jas to ask; she had already run over to the dining table, showing no embarrassnt.
Emma served Emily and Jas their als and then sat down herself.
Emily had already started eating.
After a few bites, she remarked, “Lemon, your cooking isn’t as tasty as Big Brother Brown’s.
You’ll have to work harder in the future.”
Emma’s face flushed red with embarrassnt, managing to say, “I’ll work hard.”
Jas tapped Emily’s head with his chopsticks and feigned anger, “You cheeky girl, you can’t even keep your mouth shut while eating.
If you dare criticize Lemon’s cooking, then you don’t have to eat.”
“I’ll eat; I never said Lemon’s cooking wasn’t tasty, just not as good as yours.” Seeing Jas raise his chopsticks again, Emily quickly bowed her head and stuffed her face, daring not to say another word.
Jas gently said to Emma, “Lemon, don’t listen to Emily’s nonsense.
I really like your cooking.”
Emma smiled sweetly, “I’ve also had dishes cooked by Big Brother Brown, and I know mine aren’t as good as yours.
But I’ll definitely strive to improve, and maybe you can teach too.”
“Sure, I’ll teach you in the future,” Jas readily agreed.
Emma was montarily taken aback by Jas’s enthusiastic agreent, especially since his attitude toward her today seed particularly kind.
Jas put so food into Emma’s bowl and said, “Hurry up and eat, or this glutton will finish everything.”
At this mont, Emma felt so happy she was nearly moved to tears; she had long expressed her feelings to Jas, and though he had been nothing but kind to her, he had always kept a distance.
But his kindness today was so unexpected, she hadn’t been prepared for it.
“Lemon, Big Brother Brown is really good to you.
I’m so jealous and envious,” Emily teased Emma at that mont.
Emma, with her cheeks flushed, glanced at Jas and found his gaze, unexpectedly soft today, which made her heart flutter.
She bashfully said, “That’s not true at all.”
Emily chuckled and said, “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about.
I think you and Big Brother Brown make a good match.
You’re so gentle, so hardworking, and so beautiful.
If he doesn’t like you, he’d be a fool.”
Emma, flattered by Emily’s complints, turned even redder and shyly responded, “Sister Jenkins, you are beautiful.”
“What’s the use of being beautiful?
I’m lazy and not gentle.
Otherwise, I would chase after your Big Brother Brown and make him marry , then I would never have to worry about having good food all my life.”
Jas playfully scolded, “You glutton, eat up, or I’ll finish everything.”
Emily quickly protested, “Hey, don’t do that.
I haven’t had a al here in over a week.
It’s hard to catch a chance like this, and you won’t even let eat to my heart’s content.
You’re really too much.” While speaking, she continued to eat voraciously, as if fearing she’d miss out if she ate slowly, truly the mark of a glutton.
After the al, Emma took the initiative to clean up the dishes and then busied herself with washing Jas’s clothes.
Emily sprawled on Jas’s couch, legs spread wide—a good thing she was wearing pants; if it had been a skirt, she would have exposed herself—and hands rubbing her belly.
She glanced at the door to the restroom and said to Jas, “Big Brother Brown, you’re really lucky.”
Jas nodded and smiled.
Letting go of his past relationship with lody Yoody, being with Emma truly made him feel fortunate.
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