Time to Train Your Lung Capacity
By the time Neera got home, Jean and the kids already had dinner.
The lights in the living room were brightly lit, while the triplets were sitting side by side on the table
facing the balcony. They were holding pens, and practicing writing in cursive.
Jean sat beside them, and occasionally gave them some pointers. Sometimes he would even grip
their hands to teach them how to write.
This scene, in Neera’s eyes, felt very heartwarming.
She then walked over with a smile on her face.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Jean turned around and saw that she had come home.
“You’ve done meeting the clients?” He walked up to her and welcomed her.
Neera nodded. “Yup.”
She walked over to greet the triplets, saw the cursive writing that they were practicing and praised
them.
“You three are getting better and better at this!”
The triplets looked up at her with pride.
“That’s right! Recently Uncle Jean has been teaching us often, so that our handwriting would get
better.”
Seeing how they’re crediting Jean, Neera couldn’t resist herself and said casually: “Why do I feel
more and more that the three of you are his real children?”
Anxiety flashed across Jean and the triplets’ faces.
The kids then smiled cheekily.
“Uncle Jean treats us so well, of course we treat him like our real dad too!”
Neera’s heart melted even more. Without thinking too much about it, she talked to them for a little while
more, and stopped disturbing their practice session.
As they were writing away, she quietly dragged Jean to the yard outside.
“Is there anything that you want to tell me?” Jean raised his eyebrow as he held her hands and
asked.
Neera nodded, and replied. “We found Thora.”
Jean was a little surprised. “But how?”
“The person I met tonight was a friend of Uncle Chad. They were the ones who found her.” Neera
explained generally.
Hearing that, Jean’s expression sank.
When Storm had investigated about the matter today, he had just reported to him that all those
people were killed by just one shot.
It turned out to be Uncle Chad’s friend.
And it seemed that this “friend” of his isn’t someone easy to deal with.
“What’s on your mind?” Neera asked as he didn’t answer.
Jean snapped out of his thoughts, but didn’t tell her what Storm had reported.
“Nothing much. Have you met this ‘friend’ before?”
“No, I haven’t. It was my first time meeting them.”
“Was it a guy or a girl?”
“It was a guy. He looked quite young. He said that he was long-time friends with the Gordon family, and
have maintained their friendship for decades.”
“What was his name?”
Neera was stunned for a moment, like she only reacted belatedly. She then deliberately squinted
her eyes to look at the man in front of her half-smilingly.
“Mr. Beauvort, are you asking me so specifically because you are jealous?”
Jean let her be without saying a word. He then suddenly hugged her in his arms, and stared into her
eyes deeply.
“So what if I am? Can’t I be jealous?”
He answered firmly and confidently. “How would I not be bothered by my girlfriend having dinner with a
young man that she barely knew anything about?
Neera leaned into his arms and couldn’t help but laugh. “It’s not like I’m familiar with him or anything. It
was our first time mecting!”
Jean was unsatisfied. He lowered his head close to hers, his voice gravelly.
“I don’t care. Tell me honestly, who is he?”
Neera found it funny yet sweet. She really had no choice but to tell him honestly.
“His name is Avery Cox.”
She only told Jean his name, but omitted about his family background.
“That’s more like it.” Jean replied in a forcefully satisfactory manner.
How he acted made Neera chuckle. She then poked his chest with her slender fingers, teasing him.
“Such a big name like you that’s always so cool and stoic is actually a jealous little softie.”
Jean raised his eyebrows. “And what about it? I’m only like this in front of my own girlfriend.”
As he said that, he lowered his head again and hugged her tightly, going in for a kiss.
Neera’s heary was full of sweetness and her heart melted into a puddle. She wrapped her arms around
his neck, and kissed him back softly.
On the balcony, the triplets poked out their little heads and spied on the scene, covering their mouths
and giggling.
Seeing how good their parents’ relationship was, they were so happy that they enthusiastically
continued their handwriting practice.
Meanwhile, the woman on Jean’s lips was starting to get out of breath, so she let him go.
“Time to train your lung capacity.” He said teasingly.
Neera was as shy as a schoolgirl, and slapped his arm lightly. “You’re taking advantage of me!”
The two slowed down, and recovered the paces of their breaths.
Jean then only reverted back to the topic on Thora. “It’s alright, she’s already back here, so you don’t
have to worry about it too much anymore.”
Neera nodded her head.
Even though those were his words, he was still a bit worried that the members of the Shadow Clan
would come and find trouble.
Later that night, Neera and the kids had gone upstairs to rest.
Jean then called Ian over to him. “Go see what you can find out about that guy named Avery Cox.
Since he and the Gordon family are longtime friends, he’s probably from the Bartitsu family as
well.”
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