Uncle's Love: My Sweet Little Wife

Chapter 150 Enjoying Her Service

It was not surprising that Kara would be mocked by Jamya because of her lack of experience.

However, James would not agree that because of Kara's lack of experience, she should be bullied.

It was fair for both of them to compete and see who was more qualified to participate in the

competition.

He strode to Kara's side and protected her. "You have more experience just because you live a few

more years than Kara. Don't you dare to compete with her?"

Jamya was 22 years old this year, four years older than Kara, which was the truth.

But his sarcastic tone was too hurtful, which made Jamya so angry that her face turned dark.

"Let's compete then and see who will be afraid."

When Kara saw James come, she was instinctively happy, but she was not very confident in competing

with Jamya.

Seeing that she wanted to lower her head, James lifted her chin and lectured coldly, "If you dare to

lower your head again, I'll kiss you!"

Kara immediately raised her chin, straightened her back, and stood upright like a soldier.

"Okay, I also want to have a match with Jamya."

Larry raised his eyebrows. His original purpose was to temper Kara. Although Jamya was very

arrogant, she was also excellent. He was happy to let the two fight.

"Alright, I will be your mentor. A week later, I will let everyone judge your works." Larry ordered.

With Larry's consent, Jamya glanced at Kara angrily and turned to leave.

Sitting in the car, Kara frowned her little face and propped her hands on the car window, staring blankly

out the window.

Suddenly, she turned to look at the man who was resting with his eyes lowered.

"James, where did you get the confidence that I would win?"

Hearing her half-angry and half-annoyed words, James turned to look at her and shook his head in

denial.

"Who says I have confidence?"

Kara was lost for words.

Liar!

If he didn't have the confidence that she would win, then why would he bet?

"Then why did you make me bet with Jamya?"

Does he like to see her being abused?

"If you think you will lose, it's useless even if I have confidence," James stated calmly. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Kara stared at him for a while, trying to grasp the meaning of his words.

"It's just a game. Perhaps you will lose, or maybe you will win. It is a training exercise for you. So if you

lose, it is learning. If you win, it is just a fluke."

Although she was still a little helpless and uneasy, she calmed down after hearing his words.

She let out a smile.

"Well, no matter what, the one who earned is me."

When the two returned to the villa, they both smelled bitter medicine. Kara frowned slightly and took the

initiative to go to the kitchen.

After drinking the medicine and taking exercises, she clearly felt that she became healthier, so she

didn't reject the medicine that much.

Libby was satisfied when she saw Kara was so active. She brought her the medicine that she had

prepared.

Kara held the bowl of medicine and took a deep breath. Just as she was about to drink it, she saw

James walk behind her and stare at her.

"What are you doing, James?"

James lowered his head and licked the medicine. He did not feel anything in his mouth and frowned

slightly.

"Is it really that bitter?"

Kara didn't want to say a word.

Kara wanted to pour this bowl of medicine on his face. He was definitely here to mock her!

"Don't drink anymore. Uncle Will reminded me that if you drink my medicine, you will get poisoned."

Kara drank the medicine in one gulp. It was so bitter that her delicate eyebrows were knotted. She ran

to get an apple and took a few bites, which made her feel better.

James thought she was like a little squirrel protecting the food with her mouth full of apples.

He immediately found it interesting. He took a few steps in front of her, and lowered his head to kiss her

lips.

The apple in her mouth was taken away by him, making Kara so angry. Her amber eyes filled with

anger made him long for her even more.

She became healthier and healthier with her face rosy, who was like a flower bud growing on a branch

slowly opened its petals.

Every frown and smile exuded an intoxicating fragrance.

"James, you scoundrel!"

Kara glared at him angrily. She was angry and annoyed, but she could not say any harsh words. She

just ran to the kitchen to hide.

Libby saw that the little girl ran back again with a rosy and lovely face.

Especially those amber eyes, which were glowing with water. It was no wonder that James wanted to

be close to her.

"Mrs. Hemming, I received a mail. You weren't there, so I put it up."

After dinner, Kara accompanied Libby to clean the kitchen.

Kara wanted to be independent and felt that she had to learn to cook first, although it was a little

difficult.

In the beginning, she could only wash the vegetables herself with Libby's hand-in-hand teaching, while

now she was much better.

However, Libby didn't allow her to use the knife.

After cleaning up the kitchen, she was about to go upstairs. Libby took out a beautifully wrapped box

and pass it to her.

Kara looked at the symbol on the box and remembered that Arya had said she would send her a

birthday present. It should be this thing.

She went upstairs with the box. The box was quite big. She was even more curious about what Arya

had sent her from thousands of miles away.

Opening the box, there was a bag of clothes, and when she was about to open the box of clothes, she

was distracted by a small black box.

In the small black box, there was a black USB flash drive with no special mark.

Could it be Arya's usual video?

Now that she did not have a computer, she put the USB in her bag and got up to go to the studio.

She thought about what theme she wanted to draw, but after thinking for a long time, she could not

come up with a clue. She simply did not think about it and continued to draw her sketch practice.

Back in the room, after she showered, she suddenly thought of the USB that Donald had given her.

Holding the USB, she was about to go to the study when she opened the door and saw James

standing outside.

When she saw him, she was not surprised.

The first few times, she was still a little flustered, but now she was calm. She only watched when he

shook his wet hair. Water droplets flew everywhere and landed on her face.

Why did she feel like he was doing it on purpose!

Like a puppy she raised when she was a child, when she didn't want to play with it, it deliberately made

itself covered in water and threw the water droplets on her, attracting her attention.

Suddenly, a towel was thrown on her face, and her vision darkened. A wet kiss came from her moist

lips.

She quickly threw the towel away and saw his extremely handsome face. She was so shy that the back

of her ears also turned red.

"James, what are you doing?"

"Little dumb girl, can't you tell?"

James walked into the room and sat at the side of the bed with his long legs on the side of the bed,

staring straight at her.

In the light of his eyes, there was a kind of unfathomable arrogance.

Kara shrank back and grabbed her collar tightly. Her eyes were full of vigilance.

"James, we agreed that you would give me two weeks to adapt. You can't act recklessly."

"What do you mean?"

James felt funny when he looked at her rosy face, which was as beautiful as a flower that would only

bloom at night.

"I asked you to help me dry my hair. What's your meaning?"

Kara was lost for words, and only then did she understand that he was deliberately teasing her.

However, she was a little angry and didn't want to serve him.

She always felt that after their engagement, James became more and more strange. He often said

some ambiguous words to tease her, making her ashamed and annoyed.

"Kara, tell me what you mean."

There was a hint of a smile in his voice as he placed the towel on his shoulder and hooked her over.

"Nothing!"

Feeling his threat, Kara pursed her lips, suppressed the anger, and obediently went to get a towel to

dry his hair.

"James, I want to borrow your computer. Can I?"

"If you want to borrow something, you have to show some sincerity."

James' tone was lazy, enjoying her service.