Chapitre 63: Ten Little Fingers

"Beautiful morning, Little Jessie." 

"There is nothing beautiful in the morning!" she sneered, then sighed in defeat. 

Luke poured another glass of orange juice and brought the two glasses of fresh orange juice to the balcony where Jess went to. 

"Your sullen mood ruined your pretty face. What's up?" 

She rolled her eyes and picked up the glass of orange juice that he put down on the table. She heaved another deep sigh, thinking of the woman in Noah's house. She can't get over her annoyance with the fact that she looks like a goddess that walks the earth to judge the mortals. 

When she overheard Noah talking to his ex-wife and they were fighting she was somehow expecting that the woman wasn't that beautiful. In her mind, she gave her an image of a plain-looking woman with a terrible personality.