He rarely came home, only about three or four times a year, and for Jane Sampson to run into him this many times indicated that throughout those years, she had always been living alone.
But James Black knew that Jane Sampson had always enjoyed a lively life, not one spent in solitude.
His thoughts reached this point when the bathroom door clicked, and Jane Sampson walked out, stopping just two steps from the doorway, her face full of smiles as she waved to James Black.
"Come here for a second," Jane Sampson chuckled, scratching her head, "Can you help me wash it?"
After not washing for a day, Jane Sampson felt she might stink if she didn't wash her hair soon.
James Black put her mobile phone back in its original spot and got up, walking over to her. Once beside her, he gently wrapped an arm around her waist and said, "Just now, Julie Sampton called you. I picked it up, nothing important, so I hung up and blocked her for you."
