Let Love Takes Away All This Pain By Jenna Writes novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162: Touching people is not love words, but people 

Bella raised her eyes and looked at Uriah. 

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and there was no warmth in her eyes. 

Uriah also looked at her, “If you think so, then it is.” 

Bella clenched the apple tightly, and the smile on the corner of her mouth faded, “Uriah, you really like to joke with me.” 

After Jackson left, Alva took the book of Embroidery Secrets and opened it. 

This morning she asked Jackson to bring the book and return it to Old Mr. Zack when Old Mr. Zack arrived. 

But Old Mr. Zack confiscated it, and he didn’t take it anyway. 

He said that there was no reason to take back the things he gave and asked her to take good care of them. 

Alva knew Old Mr. Zack’s heart. 

Not because of Ronan, but I really hope she will carry forward Embroidery. 

Alva gripped the book and looked at it seriously. 

She will live up to Old Mr. Zack’s hopes. 

Suddenly, the phone rang. 

Alva flipped the book aside and took the phone from the bedside table. 

A string of unfamiliar numbers was displayed on the screen. 

The location is A city. 

She answered, “Hello.” 

“Is it AlvaAlva?” 

“Yes, you are?” 

“I’m Kelly, Jackson’s assistant.” 

Jackson’s assistant… 

Alva, “Hello.” 

“I’m sorry, I took the liberty to disturb you, and I hope you don’t take offense.” 

“It doesn’t matter, you can say it directly.” 

She called her, it must be something. 

I heard about what happened recently. I don’t have that many thoughts. I just want you to persuade Jackson to focus on his work. ” 

“Recently, he has completely ignored his work. If he continues like this, his great future will really be ruined by him.” 

Alva looked forward, “Understood, I will let him focus on his work.” 

She did drag her down. 

“Thank you.” 

“You’re welcome.” 

Hanging up the phone, Alva looked at the darkened screen. 

She couldn’t let him ruin his future for himself. 

Jackson returned in less than two hours, clutching a bouquet of gardenias. 

As soon as I came in, the fragrance of flowers was tangy. 

“You like gardenias. This season is when the gardenias are blooming. I bought a bunch. 

Jackson held the bouquet in front of her with a smile in his eyes. 

Alva smelled it and looked up. “It smells good.” 

Jackson curved his lips, “I bought a vase, and I will buy a bunch every morning to put in the vase.” 

As he spoke, he took out the glass vase and went to the restroom. 

Alva listened to the sound of the water inside and didn’t speak. 

Jackson didn’t come out for a while, trimmed the gardenias, put them in a vase, and put them on the bedside table. 

“Does it look good?” 

He looked at her with gentle eyes. 

Alva looked at the snow-white gardenias and nodded, “Nice.” 

Jackson laughed, “Not as good-looking as you.” 

Alva looked at him. “Jackson, I want to tell you something.”