Jessica stared at James's shoes without blinking. He wore a pair of leather slippers with black and white cheques. He also wore black check shirts with black trousers. And the apron he wore around his neck was white. That clashed.

James, seeing how Jessica wouldn't move, held her waist with strong arms and picked her up with one arm.

Jessica got pale instantly out of shock because her feet were suddenly off the ground. She held James's broad shoulder and stepped on his slippers.

James said, "Are you awake? Why don't you sleep for more time?"He grabbed her wrists and put her in his arms.

Jessica stepped on the back of his feet. He was too tall. Even if she stepped on his feet, she could only reach his jaw.

However, it was awkward for Jessica to remain in the position in front of everyone. She wouldn't move and didn't know what to do.

After all, James's mood changed, so suddenly that she didn't know how to handle it.

James could throw a tantrum over a bracelet. But for some reason, he became so gentle with her knowing it was her brother, Andrew's. She couldn't get used to the change.

Jessica murmured, "Don't look at me like this..." She got so nervous, being stared at by James. She immediately bent over. Was her face not clean? She didn't even wash it after getting up.

To Jessica's surprise, James smiled. Jessica was so close to him that if she put her ear near his adam's apple, she could hear it rolling.

James said, "I don't mind you didn't wash your face."

As Jessica suspected, James could tell she didn't wash her face. She got red immediately.

James kissed on the top of her head, saying, "Come and make dumplings with me?"

Jessica, buried in his chest, shook her head. Her jaw was pinched, and James said, "Don't you want to?"

James played her delicate jaw, forcing her to look up at him.

Jessica could take that his first question was asking her opinion. But the second question wasn't a simple question. She felt the pressure.

Jessica kept dodging his look. However, his look was too burning that she had no place to escape. So she looked into his unfathomably deep look, saying, "Not only do I not wash my face, I forget to brush my teeth either."

Laughter-

The maids standing next to them couldn't help laughing. But they were afraid James would blame them. So they held it back.

After they finished laughing, they secretly looked up and exchanged glances. They all knew what one another was thinking. This Miss Jessica really had no idea what flirtation was.

Some even got worried about her. Maybe James would toss such a dirty woman out of place.

Who was James Moore?

He was the most popular bachelor in B Country and the candidate with an overwhelming support rate for the presidency.

There were so many socialites in B Country that competed for the chance to be alone with James. Many were from influential families. For example, the two maids that James ordered to slap each other across the faces were the daughter of a bank CEO and a parliament master, respectively.

All the girls dressed themselves up and even had plastic surgeries to meet James.

But Jessica didn't wash either her face or brush her teeth. She was inviting her own doom. That was what the maids all thought about.

The maids looked at James and Jessica like they were watching a show. They watched James's look, and he still stared at Jessica. He never took one second away from her face.

The maids had to give it up to James for staring at Jessica's dirty face.

James said, "I've told you I don't mind."

Jessica was speechless.

Jessica didn't know what to say. He didn't mind. So he wanted her to make dumplings with him like this?

Did he know how to make dumplings? But that explained why he wore an apron. Jessica thought.

Jessica thought about a lot of irrelevant things. Actually, she didn't want to make dumplings. After all, she didn't wear shoes. James wouldn't let the maids go upstairs to fetch them for her. She literally didn't know what to do.

James asked, "You don't believe in me?" Seeing how hesitant Jessica was, James thought she didn't believe him. How could he mind any of that?

Even if Jessica didn't wash her face, brush her teeth, comb her hair, and wear no makeup, James knew she would bring out the primal urge as a man. She made him want to love her.

Jessica came around for what James said. As she was about to deny, James pinched her jaw and kissed her.

Gradually, a kiss wasn't enough for James. He got more and more involved. He pushed open her mouth and put the aggressive masculine breath in her breath.

Jessica hummed.

She tried to push off his chest, but her delicate fingers stiffened.

The entanglement between teeth and mouths made Jessica scarce in the air. And her heartbeat got irregular because of how commanding James was.

James's kiss was sudden, and he finished it with a smooth one. He let go of Jessica's soft lips and started kissing her cheek. He went all the way down to her ears. He murmured gently and tenderly, "I've brushed your teeth clean."

Jessica's body was so soft because of them kissing. She almost couldn't stand up. She felt embarrassed that James brushed her teeth in this way.

The maids standing not far away were so surprised. Gosh, how could James be so careless about personal hygiene? That woman didn't brush her teeth. Wasn't their bad breath? They thought.

Damn, they were so overwhelmed by James's charm, although it was not them he kissed. But the maids thought about pushing Jessica away to take her place.

James gently bit Jessica's earlobes. She was sensitive there and curled her neck. It looked so cute.

James said, "If you think that's not clean, I can..."

"No! No! No!"Jessica said no three times, and her tone was strong. Then she realized it and lowered her voice, "I think that's clean."

James said, "Then can you make dumplings with me?'

Jessica had no room to argue. All she could do was nod. She slightly opened her mouth and pant because he kept kissing her earlobes, saying, "My shoes..."

But James wouldn't ask the maids to fetch her shoes. It was as he was deliberate. He said, "You can choose to step on my back, and we walk there together, or I pick you up to get there."

That... didn't seem to be different from Jessica.

Jessica felt crying, being amused by James. She buried her head in his chest and heard his heartbeat more clearly. Pop"

It was so strong forcing her to make a decision soon.

It was only a matter of a pair of slippers. But why did her heart race as he did...