Chapter 13 He Is Not Bad


    J''s focus was fixed on theptop.


    She took thest bite of the sandwich. "Yes, I did. But I failed the interview," she answered while


    typing. "I''m checking otherpanies now."


    Ethan took a small bite of the sandwich and put it down. He quietly looked at her resume and


    portfolio. She had achieved excellence in school, designed several works, and had won several


    awards and des. Although her jewelry and clothing designs looked amateurish, it was still


    betterpared to the works of her fellow graduates.


    A fresher with exceptional talent like this deserved a job at the Larson Group.


    "Why did you fail? Did the interviewers tell you the reason?" Ethan put the sandwich on the te


    and sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. His face looked cold and stern.


    J looked up at him. She felt strange and couldn''t understand why he was asking her too many


    questions.


    However, they were a married couple now. He had the right to question her for knowing her better.


    "Perhaps it was an unlucky day for me," she said, shrugging. "One of the interviewers was my


    schoolmate. She has been harboring a grudge against me. Maybe that''s why she didn''t want to hire


    me."


    Ethan''s face darkened. He nodded without saying anything more.


    Enoch, too, was confused as to why he was questioning her.


    Her failure or victory had nothing to do with him.


    However, he didn''t know the HR department of the Larson Group had an employee who rejected a


    talent for a personal grudge. He couldn''t tolerate the injustice, so he questioned her.


    Or that was what he told himself.


    J checked a dozenpanies and sorted the information of thepany she had to go to for


    an interview the next day.


    After that, she stretched herself and looked around the small house.


    The house looked small, but many things were crammed inside. The decorative pieces on the


    shelves were all piled up together. Several old magazines and a few flower pots with withered roses


    sat on the window sill.


    Several showpieces and objects were scattered carelessly everywhere. J knew he must have


    bought these right before their wedding.


    The ce looked like a temporary abode as if they would move at any time. It just didn''t feel like


    home at all.


    She didn''t know what the future had in store for her and Ethan. Until then, they had to live here.


    Therefore, she decided to tidy up the house. She didn''t want to live in a haphazard manner.


    Therefore, she picked up everything and began cleaning the house. J bnced the thick stack


    of magazines in her hand and stole a nce at Ethan, who was sleeping on the sofa. From afar, he


    looked like a male model on the cover of a fashion magazine.


    J wondered if she should ask him to join her. After all, this was his house.


    Just as she was thinking about what to do, Ethan''s eyes fluttered open.


    Looking at J''s vignt eyes, Ethan smiled. "I will feel conscious if you continue to stare at me


    this way. Do you need my help with anything?"


    J quickly averted her gaze and pretended to be impervious to his good looks. "Well, you can go


    to the kitchen and wash all the tableware on the cupboard," she said, clearing her throat.


    Her heart was racing in her chest as she didn''t expect Ethan to catch her staring at him.


    Ethan stretched himself and walked to the kitchen. His tousled jet-ck hair somehow made him


    look sexier. He opened the cupboard to get the tableware.


    His mother had raised him all by herself -- a difficult feat for a single mother to achieve. When Ethan


    was a child, he had always helped his mother do the household chores, and J seemed to have


    awakened his old habit.


    After organizing the magazines, J began to clean the bookshelf. An involuntary smile stretched


    across her lips as she nced at the tall man cleaning everything in the kitchen.


    Although Ethan wasn''t wealthy, he was principled and organized.


    Ever since J moved into Ethan''s house, she felt the rumors were untrue. He wasn''t a useless


    hooligan who fought on the streets like people told her.


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    She was d that Ethan shared the household work with her, unlike other sexist husbands who


    thought only women belonged in the kitchen.


    Although they were only a nominal couple, Ethan seemed to be a good partner.


    J hummed a song and continued to clean the house.


    Just then, a loud bang reverberated from the kitchen.