Female Novel
Chapter 82
Chapter 82 Jack turned to face Naomi with a confused expression. He had actually fallen asleep earlier.Since he was 17, Jack had trouble falling asleep if someone else was in the room, let alone in his bed.
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Why was Naomi always the exception? Who was this kid?
The next day, the morning sun shone through the blinds and caressed Naomi‘s long lashes. “Mmm... Hotcross buns,” Naomi drawled as she smacked her lips. She threw her arms around the person next to herand intimately rubbed her leg against his. Hold on! Who was she hugging? “Are you done?” Naomi hearda chilling voice from the top of her head and snapped out of her dreams! Her eyes shot open as shelifted her head, and her mind was blown. God! Why was she hugging this old geezer?! Not only that, herleg was resting right on top of his thigh... “I–I... I didn‘t mean to!” Naomi stammered as she franticallybacked away from Jack. “I‘m just used to hugging something when I sleep. I have no ulterior motivesagainst you. Don‘t misunderstand...” “Shut up!” Jack snapped as he fired an icy glare at Naomi.
Naomi‘s hands shot up to cover her mouth. Jack quietly drew back his gaze and headed towards thebathroom. A sullen gloom had washed over his entire face.
His grandfather had indeed given him an unexpected ‘midnight snack‘ the night before! Naomi did notput her hands down until the bathroom door closed behind Jack and she heard the sound of the shower.Then, she sat up straight on the bed.
She could not believe she saw it. Of course, it was through his bathrobe, but she definitely saw
it!
A wave of shameful thoughts filled her mind in an instant. She did not pull herself together until after herface had gone through a series of different embarrassed expressions. She decided to act as if she sawnovelbin
nothing! Naomi took a deep breath. She then got out of bed and rushed towards the bathroom in the nextroom.
That morning at the Hough Mansion was a tranquil one.
Jack and Naomi walked down the stairs one after the other for breakfast. Naomi kept her mouth shut asshe stared at Jack‘s back in front of her.
“Good morning! Did you both sleep well last night?” Old Mister Hough asked the couple enthusiastically.
Jack shot an annoyed glare at his grandfather and said, “I would have slept better if it weren‘t for that‘midnight snack‘ you prepared for me.” “Huh? Midnight snack? What are you talking about? Smith, we‘reready for breakfast!” Old Mister Hough feigned ignorance. He was a busy man, and he knew nothing.Naomi took the seat furthest away from Jack and absent–mindedly ate her breakfast. Would she have tosleep in the same bed as Jack from now on? No way! She had to come up with something. Before shecould figure something out, Old Mister Hough cleared his throat and pulled out a pair of amusement parktickets. “It won‘t be long until my next surgery. The doctor says that I can‘t go to the amusement park inmy condition. I really wanted to go, so the both of you should go in my stead. Let me live vicariouslythrough you. Make sure to take lots of pictures!” Jack sneered at the tickets, then at his grandfather.“Since when did you like going to amusement parks?” Old Mister Hough was worried that his plan wouldfall through, so he immediately began his guilt–tripping performance. “I won‘t be around for much longer.Can‘t you grant this dying, old man one simple wish?” he cried as he managed to squeeze out a fewdrops of tears. “Alright, alright. Don‘t cry. We‘ll go, okay?” Naomi was the first to give in. She never likedseeing elders cry. Old Mister Hough was overjoyed, but he continued to gaze pitifully at Naomi. Jackclenched his jaw as his expression filled with annoyance, but in the end...