Ava Sterling had just finished instructing the flight attendant before turning to remind Jace Kingsley as well, but suddenly, she sensed something was amiss. Her voice suddenly halted, and Jace spoke, "What’s wrong?" His voice was incredibly gentle, like snow melting in winter, softening one’s heart. Ava instinctively glanced around, puzzled. Why did she suddenly feel an uncomfortable sense of being restrained? It was as if... a powerful aura was pressing down on her. In an instant, his face appeared before her eyes. Ava’s expression immediately turned dark. Why did she think of him again? He’s gone on a business trip, abandoning her after using her as a fake wife, displaying an ungrateful abandonment after crossing the river. Why was she thinking about him? Ava quickly said, "Nothing!" She didn’t want to think about him! Ava picked up the juice and drank vigorously, as if defying someone. Jace watched her acting like a sulky child, chuckled softly, and then pushed the food towards her, "Eat these while they’re hot; they won’t taste as good when cold." Ava immediately started eating with her gloves on, not thinking about that person at all. This world is so beautiful; she had no interest in creating problems for herself. While eating, Ava absentmindedly fed Jace, "Here, try this spicy crawfish." The spicy aroma immediately filled the air, stimulating the taste buds, but Jace didn’t mind it. He looked at Ava, the purity in her eyes, his lips parted. Ava instantly stuffed it into his mouth. She was wearing disposable transparent gloves, yet still, her fingertips brushed across his lips, carrying the softness and warmth of her touch. In that moment, Jace’s heart skipped a beat, his gaze turning intense. Ava didn’t realize her inappropriate behavior, didn’t realize how close she and Jace had become. She didn’t even notice that Jace had already broken through a barrier in her heart, moving a step closer. In her mind, Jace was a very good, very important friend. Because he genuinely cared about her and treated her well. She appeared to care about money, but in fact, she valued the heart more. Whoever treated her well would receive the same treatment, even a hundredfold or thousandfold better. She wanted to be good to Jace, just this simple. Ava withdrew her hand and picked up another crawfish to eat; the crawfish was really flavorful. The spicy and numbing taste had fully seeped into the meat, making it especially delightful and tasty! Just the way she liked it. "How is it, good, right?" Ava turned to look at Jace, his lip had turned even redder. Jace looked at her rosy lips and nodded, "Delicious." His voice was lower than before, seeming to carry a huskier layer. Ava noticed his intensely red lips, furrowing her brows in confusion. But she quickly remembered that Jace couldn’t handle spicy food, and her expression changed immediately, "Why did I give you spicy food? Spit it out quickly!" Her hand quickly reached forward, her expression serious, even turning pale. When she was happy, she tended to lose herself and get carried away. Just a moment ago she had reminded him not to eat spicy food, the next second she voluntarily fed him; she was simply crazy! Her face suddenly changed, filled with panic, as Jace lowered his head, unable to help but laugh. Seeing him laugh, Ava froze, then quickly said, "What are you laughing at? Spit it out quickly!" "I’m going to die of anxiety!" She put her hands on his shoulders, wanting to forcibly pull him over to make him spit it out. Jace knew that if he didn’t say something now, she really would panic and do something drastic. He grasped her hand, wrapping it in his palm, his brows and eyes filled with a smile, warmly looking at her, "It’s okay, it’s just one, it won’t affect me." The source of thɪs content is novęlfire.net "How is that possible? Your stomach will feel uncomfortable!" As she spoke, she thought of something, immediately looking at the tray, searching for something to counteract the spice, spotting her cup of juice, she immediately offered it to Jace with the straw aimed at his lips, "Quickly drink the juice; it should help a lot!" Jace looked at the straw already bitten flat, then at the anxious person, his gaze deepening. This was the straw she bit... He opened his lips, enclosing the straw. Ava breathed a sigh of relief; fortunately, it was just one, and luckily he hadn’t eaten much. Ava looked at the spicy food on the table, worried she might unconsciously harm Jace again, so she decided quickly, immediately calling the flight attendant to take all the food away. She couldn’t eat anymore, otherwise, what just happened would definitely happen again. Jace saw her action, tightened his grip on her hand, his voice hoarse, "It’s okay, you can eat." His voice was hoarse, and Ava was shocked, "Why has your voice changed?" "Are you uncomfortable?" As she spoke, she touched Jace’s forehead; it was surprisingly hot, and she noticed Jace’s face was red too. Ava was stunned, "You’re... you’re face is hot too? And so red, could you be... allergic?" Ava was at a loss, completely unsure what to do. Jace was blushing as her touches felt hot, even his hands were burning. He wanted to let go of her hand, but he found it an extremely difficult task. Once he held onto it, he didn’t want to let go. He wanted to hold it forever. His eyes showed a range of emotions, many thoughts flashed through at that moment, very quickly. Ava looked at Jace, her mouth open, wanting to say something yet finding herself at a loss for words. It seemed she had done something wrong, causing Jace discomfort. She dared not do anything now, just watched him, hoping he would get better. Her heart burning, like a fire, her body too. But looking at this cautious and concerned face, he tightened his grip on her hand, forcibly suppressing the fire within until his gaze gradually returned to normal. "Just got a bit too spicy, don’t worry." After a while, he spoke, gently looking at her. Ava clearly saw the change in Jace’s expression from discomfort to calm, and her tense heart gradually relaxed. Breathing a sigh of relief, she slumped against the back of the chair, looking half-alive at Jace, "You really scared me to death..." She seemed to have narrowly escaped death, raising her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead. Only to find her hand being held. She looked at her tightly held hand, then her gaze fell on Jace’s face, "Are you... still uncomfortable?" Jace saw her gaze and instinctively wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, she spoke. He paused slightly, then carefully observed Ava’s expression, nodding, "Hmm..." Ava sighed, "Then hold on." Her expression was like saying, "You’re the patient." Jace chuckled and tightened his fingers, "Okay." Ava lost her appetite and didn’t feel like speaking anymore; she had really been scared just now. She was especially afraid something would happen to Jace. It wasn’t long before the flight attendant brought food over, something Ava had ordered for Jace. Ava said, "Have some of this; it’s good for your stomach." Jace, however, didn’t want to let go of her hand, softly saying, "I want to eat later." He probably needed more time to recover, and Ava nodded, "Alright, no rush." Ava looked out the window, not knowing when the plane had taken off, the city below growing smaller, almost disappearing. She couldn’t help but yawn, feeling a bit sleepy. She was someone who adapted quickly and could fall asleep easily, whether in a car or on a plane. Jace said, "Go to sleep." Ava nodded, glancing at the food on the tray, saying, "Don’t forget to eat this." Ava felt assured and closed her eyes. Soon enough, she fell asleep, and it happened very quickly. At this moment, Jace finally felt free to boldly watch her, directly revealing his heart. That intense desire to make her his own.