Uncle's Love: My Sweet Little Wife

Chapter 157 Zoey's Visit

James heard footsteps behind him and took a step back, dodging Donald's attack and fighting him off.

The narrow studio immediately became a battlefield for two men!

James was trained in martial arts since childhood, so he thought he would have no problem teaching

Donald a lesson, but their fight revealed that Donald's martial arts were also not bad.

"James, Donald, what are you two doing?"

When Kara returned to the studio and saw them fighting, she was so scared that she stood by the door

and didn't dare to come in.

At this time, James stopped. Donald took two steps back.

"This painting is not bad. I want it. But Mr. James doesn't want to give it to me." Donald rubbed his

nose in embarrassment and found an excuse with a smile.

Kara stared at them for a while before walking into the studio. Seeing that their collars were loose and

their clothes were creased, she didn't believe his explanation.

"I haven't finished it yet. Donald, I can't give it to you now."

"Well, it's fine. Since Mr. James likes it, then I won't grab it from him."

Donald smiled gently and looked calm as if the person who was full of hostility just now was not him.

James shook his sleeves and walked over to Kara, rubbing her little head to divert her attention.

"Let's go home!"

"Okay."

This time, Kara agreed with his view.

Seeing that he was so protective of Kara and didn't want her to have anything to do with him, Donald

coldly curled the corners of his mouth.

"Kara, why don't you take Mr. James to your apartment?"

"..."

When Kara heard his words, she trembled and stared at him in astonishment.

Feeling the cold gaze of James behind her, she felt a cold sweat break out on her back and swallowed

in fear.

"We should go and take a look." James knew that Donald was deliberately provoking him. He gave

Kara a grim glance with his brown eyes and took her small hand to leave the studio.

They walked out of the studio. Kara wanted to get in the car and go to the villa, but James was more

interested in the apartment she had decorated by herself.

"There's nothing to see there. It's just a place where Master Larry lets me rest after work." Kara

explained patiently. To put it bluntly, it was just a lounge.

"Lead the way." James was stubborn.

Kara could only take him across the street and to the door of her apartment.

"Where does Donald live?"

Kara froze, her fingers trembling. Then, she slowly raised her hand and pointed to the door diagonally

opposite.

"Well, how closely you guys live! No wonder he would wash your blanket!" James sneered

sarcastically.

"..." Kara didn't dare to speak and opened the door to show him in.

Her apartment had two living rooms and one bedroom. The living room was big and had plenty of

sunlight, and the decoration was warm. The light-colored curtains and light pink carpet were both to her

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"Donald was here before?"

James scanned the room and stood at her bedroom door. His face was grim as he looked at the

blanket that was still unmade.

"No, absolutely not!" Kara gulped in fear and shook her head.

"Donald only helped me move some very heavy furniture. He only stayed in the living room. He did

wash my bedding. I won't keep them."

"Humph!"

Seeing her face blush with nervousness and a thin layer of sweat on her nose, James strode over to

her and held her small face in his hands.

"From now on, only I can enter your bedroom!"

"Huh?"

Kara stared at him in surprise. Did he agree to her living in this apartment?

As she froze, James lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, biting hard on her lower lip and

licking the teeth mark from his bite.

"Uh ..." Kara whimpered in pain from his bite but didn't struggle.

Because she knew that the more she struggled, the harder he would bite her.

He was satisfied before he let her go and walked into her bedroom.

This was truly a girl's bedroom. There were many flowers on the table, on the dressing table, and on

the nightstand, which made the room bright.

Kara stood at the door, touching her lower lip and gritting her teeth, afraid to get close to him.

"Here is close to your college. In the future, you can stay in the apartment if you want to rest."

Kara was surprised. She didn't expect him to agree. Her grievance disappeared and she was about to

thank him when he continued.

"But, not here!"

"What do you mean?" Kara instantly got nervous.

"I have an apartment upstairs with a better view than here." He took her small hand and led her

upstairs.

This building had thirty-six floors. James took her to the thirty-fifth floor and led her into an apartment.

This apartment had three bedrooms and one living room. The large living room was bigger than her

entire apartment, with floor-to-ceiling windows on one side, and a large balcony outside the window.

The environment here was many times better than that of her small apartment!

"James, have you lived here before?" She looked around and found that there was someone living

here.

"Yes."

James took her to his bedroom. The bedroom was not small and was clean.

"James, this community is developed by your company, right?"

He was the rich man who gave Master Larry the apartment!

James did not answer her question. Instead, he pointed at his big bed. "You can sleep here from now

on."

"..."

Kara stared blankly at the big bed. When she thought that he had slept here before, her face turned red

and she took a step back.

"You don't want to?" Seeing her try to hide, James frowned.

"No, I spent a lot of time decorating my apartment downstairs. It would be a pity to not have it." She

made an excuse.

"Then you can move your stuff from downstairs up."

James was decisive. Moreover, he was an absolute doer. After saying that, he immediately took her to

move her things.

The bedroom, which was originally black, became more colorful after an hour, and although Kara felt a

sense of accomplishment, she was still a little timid when she saw the big bed.

James, of course, saw her resistance and rubbed her head. Since he was ready to take his time, he

wouldn't be in a hurry.

"I'll be on a business trip in two days. If you don't want to go back to the villa, you can sleep here,

hmm?"

Hearing his sudden tone of negotiation, Kara stared at him blankly with a defensive look in her amber

eyes.

James noticed her defensiveness and laughed in anger, "You don't agree?"

"No, I agree." Kara hurriedly shook her head.

She had never been able to guess his mind. Since their engagement, he had been mostly assertive

with her, so she was increasingly afraid of him.

With her consent, James finally revealed a faint smile and handed the key to her.

"Let's go back. Libby is ready for dinner."

They had just returned to the villa when Libby came rushing out and winked at James.

"Mr. James, you're finally back. Madam Hemming has been waiting for a long time."

As soon as she heard that Zoey was here, Kara took a nervous step back and grabbed James's pinky.

James glanced at the living room and sensed her nervousness. He withdrew his gaze and rubbed her

little face with his other hand.

"With me, what are you afraid of?"

Libby was happy to see them being so close, but when she thought of Madam Hemming's gloomy face,

she was a little worried.

"Mr. James, Madam Hemming went upstairs to see your room. She didn't look good when she came

downstairs."