Innocent Love Of A Deadly Gangster

Hearing Steve saying sorry again and again made her feel sad and she instantly started coaxing him. She was also guilty and said in a low voice, "It's not your fault. See I am fine... and I don't blame you for this I am instead happy that you tried to protect me."

Jessica lightly stroked his back and the room fell in deep silence.

"Really?!" Steve whispered his voice carrying hope. "Yes, my dear would-be-husband," Jessica said in a playful tone making the atmosphere much lighter.

Steve smiled at Jessica before he extended his hand towards Jessica his intention very clear. Glancing at his bandaged hand Jessica had a deep frown. She would never forgive Jia for harming her husband. She looked up at the smiling face and all of the worries and anxiety seemed to be fading away and a curve formed on her stunning face.

Jessica slowly got up and took Steve's hand intertwining their hands together. She looked at him for the last time and walked out again dragging him behind her.

While walking she kept on blabbering about how hungry she was and a big list about what to have for dinner. It was already dark when they set out for home.

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"Today let's not eat out, Okay?" Steve asked as he glanced at the girl beside him. His assistant was driving the car as they both sat in the backseats.

"NO!" Steve said with an angry expression which made Jessica move back subconsciously. He seemed angry but in another second he said with a soft tone, "It's not good for your health, sweetheart. You will grow fat by consuming..."

He was stopped when Jessica jumped on him on listening to him call her fat. "Who do you think is fat? You must be fat, I am only forty-five." She eyed him as a fierce tigress who was staring at its prey. Her eyes were as sharp as an eagle.

Steve stared in her eyes and felt amusing to see this side of hers. Right now she looked like a perfect serial killer. He let out a soft chuckle and said, "No sweetheart. You are not fat. I just wanted to cook you some home meals. I think you will love them."

Hearing him her eyes lit up as if she was a teenager whose crush had just accepted her proposal. Her beautiful eyes sparkled as if they contained a million stars in them. "Really?! Can you cook for me?"

Seeing her look softened the heart of Steve as he smiled at her, "of course sweetie. If you like it I can cook for you every day." This further enlightened Jessica's mood as it had been a century ago before she ate something cooked for her.

The last time someone cooked for her was before her mother died. She had been picky about food from the start and would hardly eat anything except the food cooked by her mother. Thinking of her mother a flash of sadness filled her eyes and she lowered her head.

Sensing that something was wrong Steve looked up at Jessica. He gently stroked his head and said, "from now onwards I will always cook for you... and it's a promise."

Hearing him she raised her head and saw his gentle look. Her heart filled with warmth and she smiled and nodded her head positively. She was grateful that this man had entered her life.

Jessica's apartments were much closer to the hospital so they decided to go there and Steve would cook for both.