They Want Me Back When It's Too Late (Jessica and Brian) novel Chapter 349

Chapter 349

While waiting for their food to arrive inside the restaurant, Wesley’s gaze drifted foward the window. “Ms. Grant, you’ve noticed it too, Haven’t you?

Jessica remained silent, sipping her water.

“That car outside hasn’t moved. Should I call the police?” Wesley asked tentatively.

“No need.” Jessica refused flatly.

Wesley nodded. “I see. The person in that car must be someone you know, Ms. Grant. That puts me at ease.”

Wesley had already formed his own suspicions about whoever was watching them from outside. Still, seeing Jessica’s apparent reluctance to discuss it, he didn’t press further.

Jessica could clearly hear the hidden meaning in Wesley’s words, yet she chose to play dumb.

She’d only noticed Brian’s car trailing behind when she exited her own vehicle.

At the time, she’d hesitated about sending him away first, but ultimately chose to ignore him.

She was exhausted today and didn’t want to get tangled up with him. Part of her was also avoiding the confrontation, afraid that Brian had heard Madeline’s accusations and come to settle scores with her, just like in her dream.

How ridiculous–she’d actually become such a coward.

But as she touched her rounded belly, Jessica’s thoughts wandered. ‘Fine, let me be a coward. As long as the babies stay safe, that’s all that matters.

Wesley noticed her fidgeting and the occasional flicker of unease in her eyes. His brow furrowed, but when Jessica looked his way, he smiled and asked casually, “How’s Pancake been doing lately?”

He said, “I was picking up cat food the other day and looked into dog food too–I could give you some recommendations if you need them.”

Jessica had braced herself for him to ask why she’d reached out, but instead he was asking about her pet.

She blinked in surprise, then laughed, “Isn’t the clinic profitable enough? Is Dr. Finch moonlighting as a pet food salesman now?”

It was clearly just teasing, but the comment considerably lit the mood between them.

Wesley chuckled and shook his head. “Of course not–I don’t have time for that. Just happened to come across some good options.”

He discussed various dog food brands he’d learned about, then naturally transitioned to topics like pet grooming and toys, weaving in gentle words of encouragement throughout their conversation.

By the end of the meal, Jessica’s mood had visibly stabilized, and the anxiety had disappeared from her eyes.

Jessica set down her fork and yawned behind her hand. Realizing how that must have looked, she gave Wesley an embarrassed smile. “Sorry, I’m suddenly feeling sleepy. How rude of me.”

“Don’t worry about it–it’s normal at this hour. Since you’re tired, you should head home and get some rest. And no n. with permanent dark circles,” Wesley stood up, ready to settle the bill.

“I’ve got it–I said I was treating you.” Jessica quickly rose from her seat.

“Watch out!” Wesley quickly reached out to pull the chair away from her path, preventing her from bumping into it.

“Thank you,” Jessica smiled as she thanked him, then strode to the register to pay her bill.

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