Sweet Sorrow

Jacob was so upset. He turned off the warm water directly, and turned on the cold water and raised his head to take a shower.
In fact, he could make love with Nicole more times. After all, it was not the first time he did this with her. He would not regret with
it.
The reason he refused to do so was that he didn't want Nicole to think that he did it because of the properties of the drugs in his
body which made him to keep going on with her.
He didn't want to be a man without dignity.
Cold water ran down his body from head to foot.
Finally, the anger and lust of Jacob were washed away. He shivered in the cold air, and his mind was clear.
Turning off the shower head, Jacob thought over and over again as he wrapped himself in bathrobe. He would definitely teach
Nicole a good lesson if she still contradicted him when he came out of the bathroom!
But when Jacob went out of the bathroom angrily, he found Nicole sleeping on the sofa.
He stared at Nicole who was lying on the sofa for a long time. His indignation on his face gradually disappeared, and was
replaced by a doting smile.
Jacob walked quietly towards Nicole, picked her up and put her on the bed.
Then he untied Nicole's crumpled dress and covered her with quilt.
Looking at Nicole's sleeping face, he felt warm. He knew what would have happened if Nicole didn't notice the unusual and
hadn't asked him to leave in time.
He might have put on some make-up in front of others, or be schemed by the woman called Celine. Although nothing could
shake his position, it made him sick.
"Thank you." Said Jacob to Nicole softly.
Although Nicole was asleep, only Jacob himself could hear his words.
Jacob smiled when he recalled the scene.

It never occurred to him that Nicole would act like a spoiled child and show weakness to him. Although she had other intentions,
he was indeed very enjoyable at that time.
Jacob brushed Nicole's face with his fingers and fell asleep as well.
The next day, Nicole got the chance to experience the service of the young master personally.
Because of guilt, Jacob, as the head of the family, took care of Nicole, fed her breakfast, bathed her, applied medicine to her
wounded feet and cleaned her wounds.
He was like an ancient maid, walking around Nicole.
However, if his expression was not so cold, attitude was not so strong, and his voice was not so loud, it would be much more
comfortable.
"Open your mouth!"
"Don't move!"
"Stand up!"
"Cry out if you feel pain!"
Jacob ordered one sentence after another. Nicole was forced to accept his order, feeling that she was going to be executed
rather than being served by him.
"I hurt my feet, not my hands. I can eat by myself..." Nicole said with profound resignation, looking at Jacob who was holding a
spoon in his hand.
"Open your mouth," Jacob said indifferently
Nicole shut her mouth tight and resisted in silence.
"Open your mouth!" Jacob scolded her.
Nicole couldn't stand it and shouted at Jacob, "Jacob, are you done?"

The assistant, who came to report something, shivered with fear. Lowering his head, his eyeballs were about to fall to the
ground.
Jacob was almost out of breath.
Nicole turned to the assistant impatiently, "take him away. You have a lot of work. Why is he still so idle?"
The assistant: "..."
Miss Du, do you want me to speak ill of Mr. Jacob in front of him? Do you want me to lose my job.
Nicole grabbed the spoon from Jacob's hand and said impatiently, "go on with your meal. Don't linger in front of me after you
finish your meal."
Jacob's face darkened. "Are you driving me away?"
"Yes." Nicole admitted, "you are so annoying."
"Humph!" Jacob stood up angrily and strode out of the room without looking back.
The assistant stealthily glanced at Nicole and followed behind Jacob. When they were about to go out, he looked back and gave
a "like" gesture to Nicole.
'You are the only one who dares to talk to Mr. Jacob like this.'
The door was closed, and there was only Nicole left in the room. She was relieved.
Jacob finally left. She would go crazy if he kept staying.
Nicole was contented and happy. She had a quiet and contented dinner.
She was in a good mood after the meal, and she even drank a little red wine.
Jacob was so angry that he didn't come back until ten o'clock in the evening. Nicole didn't worry about this. She guessed that
Jacob should have being busy with his work. After all, he was on a business trip, not on a trip. He missed the whole day because
of her. Therefore, he must work overtime to deal with it in the evening.

Nicole lay on the sofa, her hands holding her belly, and recalled on the changes that had happened between her and Jacob
during this trip.
If they broke the ice that day in the swimming pool, then the incident last night would obviously enhance their relationship.
At least, Nicole felt sorry and pitiful for Jacob.
Nicole wished for the warmth of her family and a quiet life, which was a far cry from that of Celine who had drugged Jacob.
Actually, Nicole didn't feel interesting or funny about what happened to Jacob. Although she just quarreled with Jacob, she was
really worried about that.
It was not a big deal that the drink that Jacob drank yesterday had the aphrodisiac. But what if the person wanted to hurt Jacob
and added poison in the drink?
'then, does it mean that Jacob has been in trouble?'?
The more Nicole thought about it, the more frightened she was. She knew that business was difficult to deal with, and that the
more powerful it was, the more enemies he would have. But she had never thought that there would be such an invisible danger.
This time she found it early and did not cause any trouble. What if there was another time?
The more Nicole thought about it, the more flustered she became. She had intended to talked with Jacob about it, but he was
somewhat indecisive. What he had done this day left her no chance to speak.
Maybe one day when the time was right, she would tell Jacob about this.
With this in mind, Nicole sighed heavily.
All of a sudden, she felt that compared with the shameless accusations of Austin and Selina, the illegal way of stabbing people
with philter, it was far from enough.
Compared to the danger Jacob was faced with, the betrayal and insults she had experienced were nothing at all.
After all, if someone really wanted to kill you, they would never tell you in a big way showing they were going to kill you and if you
were ready.