Chapter 49 So Sappy


    After reading it, Janice found there were so many kinds of books about massage. She rummaged


    through each of them and picked out a few easy-to-understand ones and put them in the shopping


    basket.


    There was also a model of human acupoints on the bookshelf, which was sold with massage books.


    After Janice saw it, she immediately decided to buy it. With this model, she could read a book while


    She went around by the bookshelf again and found several recipes that introduced dietary methods.


    She knew it was not so easy for Marcus to recover. No matter what method was worth trying, even if


    the effect of diet therapy was minimal, she had to try it.


    After checking out at the cash register, Janice walked out of the bookstore with two big bags.


    In Janice''s view, these were not books. Maybe this was Marcus''s future!


    The books and the model were heavy. It didn''t take long for her to feel sore and soft in her arm. Tiny


    beads of sweat oozed from the tip of her nose.


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    Janice wiped the sweat from her face and cheered herself silently.


    Marcus treated her very well. No matter how long she could be his wife, she couldn''t let him give in


    vain.


    Janice wanted to learn to how to massage. Then she could help him massage his legs every day, and


    cook some dishes that were good for his eyes.


    This was what she should do as a wife and the way she used to give back to Marcus.


    In the Clinton’s.


    After dinner, Marcus went to the study to read braille books as usual. Janice pushed him into the study,


    and then sat on the swivel chair directly opposite him.


    "Janice, what are you doing in the study?" Marcus'' long eyshes were drooping. He frowned.


    "I''m reading novels." She replied softly.


    "Well." A smile appeared at the corner of Marcus’ mouth.


    However, she didn’t open any novel, but took out the massage book she just bought, and practiced


    against the model.


    Since she hadn''t learned this kind of knowledge before, she was struggling to read it at first. Then she


    concentrated on studying massage techniques.


    For a long time, she felt sore in her neck. She twisted her neck slightly, but her gaze happened to meet


    Marcus'' eyes.


    She was so frightened, and her jaw straightened instantly.


    Was Marcus staring at her?


    No, she must be dazzled!


    She closed her eyes and opened them again. Then she saw his fingers rubbing on the braille book, but


    his eyes still looking directly at her.


    s, she thought too much. He just looked directly in front.


    Janice stood up, walked in front of him, and said softly, "Marcus, will you feel tired after touching braille


    for a long time? What book do you want to read? Let me read it for you."


    "Okay." Marcus smiled. He closed the braille book spread on hisps, put it on the low table beside


    him, and said softly, "Get the green book on the shelf."


    Janice took down the green cover book ording to his instructions and found that it turned out to be a


    collection of poems.


    "Haha..." Sheughed out loud, jokingly saying, "I didn''t expect you to love this kind of book!"


    In her opinion, only those literary and artistic youths who groaned without illness or yboys who liked


    to date girls loved to read poetry.


    Marcus obviously didn’t belong to any of them.


    "I have never been in a rtionship before, so I don''t know how to get along with a woman." His face


    was extremely serious, and his tone was extremely determined, "Now that I have a wife, I am afraid


    that I can''t do well, so I have to learn."


    The so-called touch was derived from those trivial but very meaningful moments.


    At this moment, Janice felt infinite warm.


    "Actually, you don''t need to learn these things. You are very good to me. I am already very happy."


    When she said this, her face was blushed. Her skin under the light was like jade.


    Suddenly, Marcus grabbed her wrist. He yanked her to his side a little harder, then she fell back


    uncontrobly and just sat on hisps.


    Janice suddenly lost her bnce, trying to hold something to support herself. But she didn''t expect to


    grab his cor directly.


    "What do you want to do?" Her voice was so low that she could hardly hear herself.


    She just wanted to push him away, but she was afraid that he would mistake that she disliked him, so


    she had to remain motionless.


    Marcus let go of her wrists and moved hisrge hands to her small and fair face. Then he gently


    stroked her facial features with his slightly callused finger pulps, carefully tracing her appearance.


    "Although I can''t see you, I can touch it. My wife must be the most beautiful woman in the world."


    She felt as if a symphony orchestra was stationed in her heart. The exciting music mored deep in


    her soul. The heartbeat was so fast that it almost popped out of her chest.


    "You won. You’re more romantic than those poems." Her eyshes trembled lightly and her breathing


    became quicker.


    Marcus didn''t say a word. He held her face with both hands, and then lowered his head down to kiss


    her.