Chapter 840

Jessica looked at him indifferently. "What do I like? Is it important?"

Through the smoke rising from the hot pot, Blake looked at her and said, "I can give you whatever you like."

Jessica smiled faintly and said, "I can fight for it by myself. I don't need you to give me anything."

In the past, she lived humble. He had never looked back at her and thought that she was embarrassing. At home, she was just a woman who cooked for him, warmed his bed, and raised his child.

He had never cared about what she needed.

Only a person who had never cared about her could push her to someone else when he didn't need her.

Looking at her cold expression, Blake lowered his eyelids and said, "This hot pot tastes good. All the materials are from the place of origin. Have a try."

He picked up a cooked hand fish pellet and put it on the plate in front of her. "I remember you like fish."

Jessica looked down at the soft fish pellet and laughed at herself. "It's rare. You still remember this."

Blake