Chapter 3My Precious Darling

Jack hadn’t said a word since I’d stormed in. He just kept working silently at the stove.

A sliver of doubt crept in.

Were these comments just messing with me? His cold demeanor didn’t exactly scream “I’m in love with you.”

I pulled out the eggs, about to put them back in the kitchen. Just then, a deep, magnetic voice sounded right next to my ear.

“Did you go to the chicken coop?”

My heart leaped, and I spun around, relieved. I was overthinking it; he did care about me.

But his brow was furrowed, his eyes filled with disapproval. “Didn’t I tell you not to do that kind of work?” His tone was scolding.

I was stunned.

He was yelling at me. And for what? For getting eggs from our own coop.

This is what the comments called love?

A wave of anger washed over me, and I was about to snap back with a sarcastic remark.

Just then, new comments flew by.

【See? You’re jumping to conclusions again. He’s not mad at you. The coop is filthy, and he doesn’t want you going in there. He quietly takes care of all the dirty, tiring chores himself.】

【It breaks my heart to see the ML being so good to her when I know our sweet FL is waiting. Can this side character just get written out of the story already? I’m so over her.】

【Who cares about that? As a romance connoisseur, I just want to know if he’s bigger than an egg down there.】

【Much bigger.】

The anger vanished as I read.

But when my eyes caught the last two audacious comments, I nearly choked.

A large, warm hand landed on my back, patting it gently. Jack’s expression was full of concern.

“What’s wrong?”

My gaze drifted downward. Even his loose trousers couldn’t hide the impressive bulge at his crotch.

The words tumbled out of my mouth before I could stop them.

“Nothing. Just wondering which is bigger, you or the egg.”

Jack froze.

Then his handsome face flushed a deep crimson. “You’re a lady, you can’t say things like that. Do you… Do you want an egg? I can cook another one for you.”

With that, he practically fled, his movements clumsy and uncoordinated.

The comments erupted in laughter.

【She’s lying. In his mind, he’s already got her screaming his name.】

【Based on my extensive reading experience, he’s probably imagined them going at it so hard they’re both drenched.】

【Doesn’t even take that long.】

My cheeks burned.

These people were so bold! I was still an innocent young woman, I couldn’t listen to this stuff.

But…

My eyes drifted back to Jack’s lean, powerful waist.

Could you really work up that much of a sweat doing… that?