Chapter 190
"After all is said and done, you''re nothing but a pauper. " Jay sneered.
Rose did not want to start a fight with him, so she scurried to one side and started peeling apples
for him. After slicing the apple into a few slices, she heated them up in boiling water before setting
them i n front of Jay.
Jay stared at the steaming apple, a trace of imperceptible bewilderment emanating from his eyes.
Angeline had the habit of heating up fruits in boiling water too.
After cing the fruit te on the side table next to him, Rose turned around and walked away. She
stood very still at a spot very far away from him.
She always made sure to keep a certain distance from him so that he would not find her distasteful.
Looking at the Rose who was so heart-achingly obedient, Jay felt utterly confused and
disconcerted.
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She remembered every single hurtful word he said to her and even obeyed his orders so well.
If this happened in the past, he would certainly be pleased with her obedience. Today, however, for
some unknown reason, a sour and acerbic feeling surged in his heart when he saw her keeping her
distance away
from him.
Jay slumped against the pillow. He was fighting with his inner struggles and dilemma.
He told himself that she was not Angeline, that he must not have even the subtlest emotional
dependence toward her as that would be an utterly preposterous shift of affection.
Despite that, Angelina''s unyielding attitude, Angelina''s talent, the worried look on Angelina''s face
when she stared at him, as well as Angelina''s teary and despairing eyes... They all intersected
perfectly with Rose''s every frown and smile.
"Feed me!" Jay suddenly ordered with an extremely bad temper.
Rose was dumbfounded.
Her ears must be ying tricks on her, right?
He hated it when she approached him, did he not?
Perhaps he had be disoriented because he was too hungry?
Rose trudged over and picked up the apples. She poked a slice of warm apple and brought it to his
mouth.
"Are you hungry?" Rose asked. "Why don’t I go and buy you a meal?"
He did not say a word and was simply gazing fixedly a t her with a pair of bright and dazzling eyes.
She had very delicate facial features. Her eyes glistened like obsidian, and the charm on her brows
painted a special and gentle feature but also implied pride and confidence. She was wearing ck
high-waisted trousers, a redce shirt, and had tied a bowknot in her hair. Her makeup brightened
up her features like a poppy flower, poisonous yet irresistible, but at the same time, carried the
purity of lilies.
Her elegance was pure yetplicated at the same time.
There used to be a dull look in Rose''s eyes and a depressing aura that enveloped her entire being
seven years ago... Not forgetting that gaudy fashion of hers... 1
There was simply no way he could make any connection between Rose and that lowly and inferior
country bumpkin from seven years ago.
He was more convinced that Angeline was the one apanying him by his side at this moment.
They were both resplendent, both outstandingly talented, and even the pride they had seemed so
simr.
"Mm." He nodded suddenly. The hostility in his brows faded without a trace and was now reced
with a trace of tenderness.
Rose stared at the capricious Jay and figured that his illness had seized away his temper. She
stared sympathetically at him, saying, "Hold on, I''ll go and buy you a meal."