Chapter 4 59: Do you know how to wash the dishes?
Paris.
After class, Roxane said goodbye to her classmates, carried her art bag and walked out of the school to her residence.
Along the streets, Wutong trees have been planted. The light and shadow swayed, and the breeze blew. Every now and then a couple would pass by, talking and laughing intimately. When they couldn’t help themselves, they would stop and kiss in the street.
Roxane lowered her head with a smile and walked forward. Suddenly, a young man with blond hair and blue eyes appeared.
– Oh …
his language was awkward and his expression was warm.
Roxane recognized him as a classmate from the same school and smiled.
– Good morning.
The other party knew that Roxane’s French was not very good, so he asked the question in English.
– Can I invite you to lunch?
She shook her head and tactfully rejected him.
– I’m sorry, I have something to do.
“So can I invite you to dinner?”
She shook her head again.
– I have something this evening too.
– And tomorrow?
The other party asked relentlessly, as if he would not give up until he successfully obtained it.
– I’m sorry, but I’m already married. She knew the French were bold and passionate, so she simply said:
– It’s not practical for me to have dinner alone with the opposite sex.
The other party clapped his hands and said indifferently:
– We can eat together and go out to play together even after we get married. It’s nothing!
– I’m sorry.
She had no intention of explaining anything to him. She walked past him and wanted to leave.
However, the other party had no intention of giving up. He grabbed her wrist and said:
– Roxane, let’s have dinner together, okay? I’ll let you have a very pleasant experience.
She frowned and tried to shake his hand off, but failed on the first attempt. She was a little angry.
– Please let go or I’ll call the police.
The other party held his wrist tightly, obviously not frightened by his words.
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The other party groaned in pain and let go of Roxane’s hand. He turned his head and asked angrily:
– Who are you ?
Jonas tilted his head and said coldly:
– I am your father !
– What ?
Jonas’ face was filled with anger and impatience. He stepped forward and wanted to greet him with his fist.
Roxane came to her senses and moved forward to pull him.
– Jonas.
He turned around and looked at her with his dark eyes, slightly displeased.
-Forget it, let’s go.
She didn’t want him to be taken to the police station for fighting in the street, so she took him with her.
Jonas was unhappy, but he didn’t move his hand away. Instead, he allowed her to drag him around like a big-tailed dog. He turned his dark eyes and glared at the stranger.
Roxane pulled him towards the building and let him go. She looked up at him.
– Why are you here?
Jonas put his hand back in his pocket, straightened his neck and said impatiently:
-Can’t I just pass?
Roxane was speechless. He was clearly a very good person, but why did he always like to pretend to be fierce? he wasn’t cute at all.
-I mean, you haven’t returned to the country yet?
Jonas turned his head to look away and said stiffly:
– No. .
– Where do you live now ? What are you doing?
She asked again.
Jonas frowned and said impatiently,
-Are you checking the accounts? Why do you care where I live?
Roxane took a deep breath and tried not to be angry with him.
– Okay, I won’t ask anymore. To thank you for helping me, I will treat you to a meal.
Jonas sniffed.
– It’s not necessary!
She was about to leave when her stomach suddenly growled.
The corners of Roxane’s lips rose.
– Are you sure?
Jonas turned his head and looked at her. He said awkwardly:
– It’s because the food here is too unpleasant… I’m too lazy to eat.
– Let’s go. I’m going to cook, Roxane laughed.
A trace of suspicion flashed before Jonas’s eyes.
– Can you cook?
Roxane turned around and entered the building.
– You don’t have to follow me if you’re afraid of being poisoned.
Jonas hesitated for a moment, but he followed her.
The apartment that Sebastien had asked Patrice to buy for her was quite large. There were two bedrooms, a living room, a separate bathroom and a small open-air balcony.
Roxane put down her key and her art bag and put on her slippers.
– I don’t have any men’s slippers. Why don’t you use a shoe cover?
– No need, he took off his shoes and walked barefoot on the ground.
Roxane went into the living room and poured him a glass of water. Then she walked towards the semi-open kitchen and said:
– Sit down. I am going to cook.
Jonas held the cup and took a sip, his eyes darting around the room.
Although Roxane had everything when she moved in, she found it too cold and dreary, so she bought small things to decorate it.
There was an aqua blue tablecloth with a white porcelain vase and some lilies on it. There was a small shelf next to the sofa, on which there were books on painting.
A few pots of beautiful green plants on the balcony and a chair next to it. It seemed that she sat here and enjoyed the city scenery when she was free.
Jonas sat on the chair and looked at the scenery she saw every day. Her thin lips couldn’t help but curl.
Roxane quickly prepared three dishes and a soup in the kitchen and called him to eat.
Jonas came to, wiped the smile from his face and returned to the living room.
Roxane handed him a pair of chopsticks and sat down.
He looked at the simple dishes on the table. They looked good, but he didn’t know what they would taste like.
Roxane knew he was worried, so she didn’t explain. Instead, she used her actions to prove that the food she cooked was edible!
Seeing that she was eating with relish, Jonas hesitantly picked up the vegetables and put them in his mouth. He had initially thought he would bear it if it tasted bad, but in the end he was stunned.
It was surprisingly delicious!
His stomach, ruined for three months, is finally redeemed!
Roxane lowered her head and smiled when she saw that he was really surprised. She didn’t tease him about his first bite. Instead, four words were written clearly on his face.
I’m dying for justice!
After dinner, Jonas took the initiative to wash the dishes.
Roxane was worried.
– Do you know how to wash the dishes?
After all, he was a young master born with a golden spoon in his mouth!
Jonas sniffed.
– It’s just washing the dishes. What’s so difficult?
Roxane thought about it and agreed. Washing the dishes really wasn’t difficult. She turned and walked out of the kitchen.
Usually, she cleaned up after dinner and considered it exercise. As she was about to mop the floor, she heard a loud noise coming from the kitchen.
When she walked to the kitchen door with a mop, she saw the plates and bowls she had used for lunch on the floor, broken into pieces.
The only one left in his hands was still full of bubbles.
Jonas’ expression was complicated and puzzled.
-How did they break on their own?
Roxane was speechless.
-Forget it, I’ll do it.
“Don’t move,” Jonas growled.
She was surprised by him and silently withdrew her foot from the kitchen.