These words caused Jake to fall silent for an instant, and only after a few seconds did he rub her hair and apologize, “I’ll try not to go out at night in the future and not let you worry about it.”
“That’s more like it.” Aria smiled, and then poured him a cup of water, “This is ginger juice, drink some, I had Mara cook it shortly after you went out, it’s been kept in a thermos, it’s still hot, it’s cold outside, drink it to drive away the cold.”
“Okay.” Jake reached out and took the ginger juice.
In fact, he didn’t like the taste of these things, but it was something she had prepared for him, so naturally he wouldn’t refuse.
“By the way, how is Dr. Miguel doing?” Aria sat beside him and suddenly asked.
Jake narrowed his eyes and replied with a sneer, “He wants to die.”
“What?” Aria frowned, “He still loves Jamila a lot, did you persuade him?”