Nidia didn't know how to answer him.
<This is so awkward! What does he mean by "bear with it"? Is he talking about the comfort or is he telling me not to pester him tonight?>
In fact, Nidia wasn't hinting at anything.
They appeared intimate at the moment because she was sitting in his arms, wrapped in a bath towel, and consoling him with her face buried in his chest. Thus, it was simply a misunderstanding on Jackson's part.
<I don't know if he wants me when things are weighing him down on the inside. On second thought, when people are mentally and psychologically exhausted, they should probably take a rest.>
Nidia looked up and stared at Jackson and saw her reflection through his dark orbs.
She could hardly withstand his hugs and kisses.
"Jackson..." Nidia subconsciously called his name over and over, as if he was engraved on her heart and that his name was all she could utter.