Chapter 30 She Kissed Michael

Jennifer was nervous, her body was slightly trembling, and her heart was pounding as if it was about to burst out of her chest.

"Does it hurt?"

Michael's movements involuntarily lightened.

It definitely hurt, but at this moment she was more nervous, and quickly shook her head, "Is it done?"

She just wanted it to end quickly.

"Yes."

Michael responded, his voice unintentionally low, "It's done."

After leaving these words, he hurriedly left Jennifer's room.

For some reason, he broke out in a cold sweat on his back, and his heartbeat suddenly became abnormal.

He must be sick.

After William saw Jennifer's wound, his eyes reddened even more.

Mother and son were connected in heart, and at this moment he also felt a burning sensation on his back, His voice was hoarse, asking with doubts in his heart, "Jennifer, are Jessica your sisters?"

As for Jessica, William didn't even want to call her mommy, and he didn't even want to mention her.

Jennifer didn't expect William to suddenly ask about this matter, and she couldn't help but feel uneasy.

She was afraid that William would distance himself from her because of her relationship with Jessica.

Her resentment towards Jessica deepened at this moment.

But she didn't want to deceive William who loved her so much, and simply replied, "Yes."

There was no blood relationship.

"Wow, really?" But William's eyes lit up at the response, "That's great. You are my real aunt."

William didn't care about blood relations. Anyway, his relationship with Jennifer had taken a step closer.

So happy.

Jennifer was visibly stunned and touched by William's answer, especially when she met his eye.

She couldn't help but regret that she had thought William might distance himself from her because of Jessica. What a sin!

Immediately, she put on a big smile with William, "I am your aunt."

Perhaps this kind of relationship was good enough.

"Jennifer, shall we celebrate?"

William tilted his head, looking expectant.

"Sure, how would you like to celebrate, William?" Jennifer was genuinely happy.

"Let's go out to eat together."

"Okay."

William happily said, "Let's invite Dad to come with us."

He had never gone out to play with his family before, but he remembered a kid at kindergarten mentioning that his parents took him to the amusement park together.

…

He used to think it was childish, but today he was particularly eager to give it a try, with Jennifer and Michael by his side.

Running quickly to Michael, he danced like never before, "Dad, let's go out and play with Jennifer."

Michael was surprised to see William so cheerful and lively, and that he wanted to go out and play on his initiative.

…

As long as William was happy, everything was ok. He nodded and said, "Let's go."

"Wait."

William suddenly thought of something, and the stars in his eyes dimmed, just as cold as Michael's.

He quickly ran back to his room, but within a minute, he walked out again.

The stars in his eyes seemed to be ignited again, as he took Jennifer's hand and said, "Jennifer, let's go."

"Okay."

The three of them held hands and entered the indoor amusement park where Michael and William had never set foot.

The music in the park was lively, and everyone's faces were filled with happy smiles.

Jennifer also came for the first time, as a child she had only watched the joy from afar outside the window.

Now in her twenties, she could finally experience it.

It was a pity.

She and William tried together, played together...

More and more smiles, happiness like never before.

This time, it seemed like Jennifer was accompanying William, and vice versa, as if both were reliving their childhood.

The difference was that they both had an important person now.

Michael felt indifferent to the lively place, his cold and stoic face standing out.

But the tenderness in his eyes showed when he saw Jennifer and William smile.

"Daddy, come with us," William, with a sunny smile, called out, "This needs a family to play."

Upon hearing William use the term 'family', Jennifer's face blushed.

However, she also wanted to play this game with William, her gaze towards Michael expectant.

Unable to resist the expectations from both, Michael stood up and approached, "How do we play?"

His brows slightly furrowed, he looks at the motorcycle game controls in front of him as if they were more difficult than a billion-dollar contract.

William excitedly introduced, "I sat in the front, then there's Jennifer. Daddy, you sat in the back. We rode the motorcycle together and raced through the jungle."

This was a motorcycle racing game, where by controlling the handlebars, they could simulate the high-speed thrill on the track. The first-place winner could get a big toy doll.

The motorcycle seat was only big enough for three, and they leaned close to each other.

Jennifer only felt the heat on her back skyrocketing.

Michael's well-defined muscles pressed tightly against her back, and the force of his heartbeat seemed to pass directly through her skin and into her chest.

His arm controlling the handlebar crossed over her, completely wrapping her in his embrace.

The breath was warm, and they were so close.

Jennifer only felt her heart start to panic again, her heart rate severely irregular.

She couldn't help but regret it, and she should have stopped William just now.

At the moment of regret, she heard William happily shouting, "First place, we're winners!"

William stood up and raised his victorious arm, his eyes full of stars shining brightly as if they had an extra dazzling color.

"William, you're the best." Jennifer was genuinely happy for William, but also genuinely wanted to end this game.

She quickly stood up, planning to leave the motorcycle.

But the moment she turned around, Michael also raised his head, and coincidentally her lips just brushed against Michael's chin.

In an instant, the lips were incredibly hot.

Jennifer was shocked as if she had been fixed in place, her eyeballs turning in her eye sockets in astonishment.

Did she just kiss Michael?

She should not have played the game after all.

And Michael, who did not expect this kind of accident, felt his chin being touched by something soft, like a match being struck against a matchbox, with heat spreading from one point to the entire body.

…

That inexplicable feeling suddenly rose again, and Michael's gaze firmly fixed on Jennifer's lips, with an unconscious impulse to taste the softness he had never experienced.

Michael looked at her with a meaningful expression, his voice seemingly playful, "You did it on purpose."

Jennifer was again.

Faced with Michael's misunderstanding and sarcastic words, she blushed with anger.

Why did Michael always think that way of her? Indeed, human bias was the hardest to eliminate.

She knew that even if she explained, he wouldn't believe her, so Jennifer retorted, "Whatever you think."