Chapter 94 A Part-time Job


    Ethan put down his phone andy on the sofa. He was lost in thought for a long time before he


    dozed off.


    The sound of cooking utensils clunking together in the kitchen woke him up the next morning.


    He stood up and stretched his body. While yawning, he looked at the kitchen with misty eyes.


    A woman was standing there in a thin and long white dress that covered her legs down to her


    ankles. He stared at her in a daze for a long time. "Ethan, don''t stand here. You''re in my way," J


    said in a lukewarm tone, blinking her big watery eyes.


    Ethan cleared his throat and made way for her. Scratching his head, he asked, "Do you need my


    help with anything?"


    "No, I don''t need any help. I''m not making breakfast for you. If you are hungry, you can eat out," she


    replied with a poker face.


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    ''Humph! You have no feelings for me, but you have been eating all the delicious breakfast I made.


    I''m not your maid, so don''t expect any more meals from me!'' she thought to herself.


    J walked to the fridge and took out two eggs. The oil sizzled in the pan as she cracked the


    eggs. Shortly after she drizzled some ck pepper on her fried eggs, a pleasant aroma filled the


    kitchen. Ethan took a deep breath and his shoulders slouched. Without uttering a word, he sulkily


    went to the bathroom to freshen up.


    He was naturally not a romantic man, so he didn''t know the sweet words to say or the best gift to


    get her. ''She''s still angry with me. What do I do now?'' he pondered while brushing his teeth.


    An idea suddenly popped up in his head when he spat out the foam in his mouth. He smiled faintly,


    staring at his image in the mirror.


    When he returned to the living room, he saw that J was eating breakfast slowly. She didn''t even


    look up at him, as if he was invisible. "Are you free this weekend? There''s a part-time job that pays


    this much. Are you interested?" As Ethan spoke, he pulled out the chair beside her and sat down


    slowly.


    J swallowed the bread in her mouth quickly when she saw him open up all five fingers of his


    right hand. With her eyes opened wide, she asked, "Five grand?"


    Since they had been married for some time, Ethan knew a little about her. She loved making money.


    A job offer that paid that much was something she could never refuse.


    Sure enough, J set aside the displeasure she felt about his actionsst night. She wiped her


    mouth quickly. Although her expression was still indifferent, her face wasn''t as cold as before. "What


    kind of part-time job is it?" she finally asked.


    A smile tugged at the corners of Ethan''s mouth after he heard her response. He picked up a piece


    of toast from her te and took a bite. "Well, it''s a painting job. The owner of the convenience store


    where I work is decorating his new house. He needs a wall painting. I saw your works before, so I


    thought you would be perfect for the job.”


    Ethan had seen J''s paintings. Although she majored in fashion design, painting was one of her


    foundational courses. Her artistic skills were also very good.


    It was at this moment that J finally noticed that he had been taking big bites off her toast. She


    frowned and queried him angrily, "Ethan, I said I didn''t make breakfast for you. Why are you eating


    my toast?"


    "Chill, it''s no big deal. Just take this as a reward for telling you about the job. Besides, you are my


    wife. Sharing is caring!" Ethan stuffed thest quarter of the toast into his mouth and smiled at her


    yfully.


    J''s heart skipped a beat when she saw his handsome smile. She wanted to draw the line


    between them, but he only got closer to her with every effort she made.


    "Do you have any copies of your previous work? Give me some of them so I can show my boss at


    work today."


    Pouting her lips, she went to her room. She brought back her previous paintings a few seconds


    later. "Here you go. This is the collection of my works. Hope this will do?"


    "Yeah, it will. I need to head to work now." Ethan picked up the collection and scanned through the


    paintings. He then stood up and put on his ck jacket while staring at her with a yful glint in his


    ck eyes.


    Later in the afternoon, J received a call from him.


    "What''s the matter? I''m still at work," she whispered directly into the speaker and nced at her


    colleagues.


    "Well, I just called to give you feedback. My boss likes your paintings. Instead of an artistic piece, he


    wants you to paint his wall thising weekend. The price is double the one I told you about this


    morning. Would you be free this weekend?" Ethan''s calm voice wafted into her ear from the other


    end of the line.


    ''Ten thousand dors just to paint a wall? That''s huge. I would be a fool if I turned down such an


    offer!'' she thought quickly.


    "Yes, I can do it this Sunday," she replied without hesitation.