Mr. Jones Be Gentle (Grace) novel Chapter 1092

Jensen did not speak, he merely stared at Alice with red eyes.

She had a feeling that if she dared to breathe another word, he would fiercely devour her.

However, Alice also had her fair share of grievance and anger since she had been given silent treatment in the last few days. "What are you staring at me like this for?" She retorted.

He looked even more furious when he tightened his jaw.

Alice shouted, "You are the one who had been cold towards me these past few days. I'm already exhausted by the time I come home. I didn't even have time for dinner sometimes. But have you ever cared?"

"Why didn't you starve to death then?" he suddenly raised his voice and cursed her. But he regretted doing so as soon as he spoke.

Then his grip on her chin loosened.

However, his words were hurtful.

So hurtful that there wasn't a single inch of her body that was left unscathed.

Alice felt enraged by his words and she grew more impatient.

She pulled at his hand and complained, "I can fully understand that you are busy sometimes. But there are times you would suddenly not speak to me. And why is that?

For a man, you sure like to make things difficult. What on earth are you trying to do?

"Jensen, can't you just think out loud? Stop keeping things from me. I hate it when you shut me out. It's unbearable."

Jensen's eyes gradually softened as he watched her cry in a grievance. In the end, he was more upset at himself than he was at her.

He looked at Alice, sighed, and said, "You know exactly why I'm upset."

"I don't. Just tell me." Alice was also starting to lose her temper.

"Because of lack of love," he said in a low voice.

Alice widened her eyes in shock.

He blushed, indicating what he was hinting at.

Alice understood instantly, "You... are you referring to that?"

Jensen frowned and said coldly, "Remember this. I don't care how busy you are, we need to get down to business every night."

Alice was speechless as she looked at him helplessly. She felt that Jensen was like a wolf that had been starving for days.

The reason he had been throwing a tantrum was because of this?

Alice's eyes were full of confusion. She looked at Jensen and then at herself. Her eyes were filled with emotions.

Was it just because she hadn't satisfied him enough in the past few days that he had such a great grievance?

"Jensen," Alice asked in a low voice, "Is the reason you had been upset was that I hadn't been able to satisfy you?"

Jensen did not answer, but the anger in his eyes had revealed his emotions.

Alice helplessly took a deep breath.

"But aren't you tired at all?" Alice asked, "As a policeman, you should keep your strength to catch criminals instead of wasting time on such things. Besides, doing too much is not good for your body."

"Shut up."

Jensen interrupted her.

"Emm," Alice suddenly became nervous as she noticed Jensen was blushing.

After a long time, she finally whispered, "Since everything has been cleared up, let's not waste this opportunity. We don't want to starve you now, do we?"

He couldn't wait any longer.

He grew even more excited, especially seeing Alice like this.

He loved her. She was the only one for him from the beginning to the end.

He knew the journey ahead would be long and it would take him a great deal to get over his thoughts.

But he had to accept the fact that Alice is the head of a company while he would probably be just a policeman with a meager salary for the rest of his life.

The disparity in income made him feel inferior. He had to overcome this sense of inferiority and face it calmly.

Only then could their lives be better.

Life would never be easy but he would cherish every given moment.

He lowered his head and held Alice in his arms. Looking at the two bite marks that were deeply embedded in her neck, his heart ached.

He caressed the marks and asked, "Does it hurt?" Alice pouted and cried, "It hurts, it hurts so much."

His eyes narrowed.

Instead, she laughed and said, "It doesn't hurt. I am just kidding. I don't dare to look at it, but I have a feeling that I won't be able to cover them up even with a high-collar shirt. You bit was a little high up."

His eyes were full of pity, but he said otherwise, "Perfect. Show those men in your company that you are taken."