Seeing him using his injured hand as an excuse again, Jessica Webb rolled her eyes at him helplessly.
She suddenly felt that there was a word that perfectly described Edward Noah Jackson at this moment!
Rogue…
His hand was only swollen, was it necessary to make such a fuss about it? It made her feel as if she had broken his hand!
"If you want me to leave, that's fine. We can go home now since it's almost dinner time anyway!" he glanced at the time on his wristwatch and then curled his lips as he spoke!
He suddenly thought that waiting every day for her to come home and cook for him was quite an enjoyable thing!
"It's still early…" Jessica Webb glanced at the time as well, "Then you can sit there!"
"Another latte!" Edward curved his lips and continued.
"Didn't you say your hand was still injured? Drinking too much coffee isn't good. I'll have someone bring you a cup of water!" Jessica Webb looked at his injured hand and then said.
