"Do you really want to thank me?" Jack walked to the car, pushed Tom into the back seat, leaned against the car, and looked at me with a smile and lowered eyes.I nodded. "Of course.""Then promise me, don't always say 'thank you' to me in the future." This remark had a slightly unusual flavor. Before I could figure out what he meant, he added with a smile, "It makes things too formal."I chuckled. "Alright, got it."He got into the car as well and then said, "I'm leaving, you should head back upstairs now."When I went upstairs, the living room was empty. Ryan wasn't there. I felt my heart sank for a moment. But just for a moment. Leaving silently was his style. It was probably another "urgent matter" from Jessica's side.Back in the bedroom, I gently patted Jane. "Jane, wake up. I'll help you change into pajamas so you can sleep more comfortably.""Mm." Jane moaned slightly, and upon seeing me, she reached out to hug me, letting me take off her top. She then murmured, "Charlot
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