Janet’s focus was fixed on the laptop. She took the last bite of the sandwich. "Yes, I did. But I failed the interview,"she answered while typing. "I’m checking other companies now. ” Ethan took a small bite of the sandwich and put it down. He quietly looked at her resume. and portfolio. She had achieved excellence in school, designed several works, and had won several awards and accolades. Although her jewelry and clothing designs looked amateurish, it was still better compared to the works of her fellow graduates. A fresher with exceptional talent like this deserved a job at the Larson Group. "Why did you fail? Did the interviewers tell you the reason?". Ethan put the sandwich on the plate and sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. His face looked cold and stern. Janet looked up at him. She felt strange and couldn’t understand why he was asking her too many questions. However, they were a married couple now. He had the right to question her for knowing her better. "Perhaps it was an unlucky day for me," she said, shrugging. “One of the interviewers was my schoolmate. She has been harboring a grudge against me. Maybe that’s why she didn’t want to. hire me. " Ethan's face darkened. He nodded without saying anything more

Enoch, too, was confused as to why he was questioning her. Her failure or victory had nothing to do with him. However, he didn’t know the HR department of the Larson Group had an employee who rejected a talent for a personal grudge. He couldn't tolerate the injustice, so he questioned her. Or that was what he to ld himself. Janet checked a dozen companies and sort ed the information of the company she ha d to go to for an interview the next day. After that, she stretc hed herself and looked around the small house. The house looked sma ll, but many things were crammed inside. The decorative pieces on the shelves were all piled up together. Several old magazines and a f ew flower pots with withered roses sat on the window sill. Several showpieces and objects were scattered carelessly everywhere. Janet knew he must have bought these rig ht before their wedding. The place looke d like a temporary abode as if they would . move at any time. It just didn ’t feel like home at all. She didn’t know what the future had in sto re for her and Ethan. Until then, they had t o live here. Therefore, she decided to tidy up the house. She didn’t want to live in a haphazard manner. Therefore, she picked up everything and beg an cleaning the house. Janet balanced the thick stack of maga zines in her hand and stole a glance a t Ethan, who was sleeping on the sofa. From afar, he looked lik e a male model on the cov er of a fashion magazine. Janet wondered i f she should ask him to join her. After all, this was his house. Just as she was thinkin g about what to do, Etha n’s eyes fluttered open

Looking at Jane t's vigilant eye s, Ethan smiled. "I will feel conscious if you co ntinue to stare at me this way. Do you need my help with anything?" . Janet quickly averted her gaze and pretended to be im pervious to his good looks. "Well, you can go to the kitchen and wash all the tableware on the cupbo ard," she said, clearing her throat. Her heart was racing in her c hest as she didn’t expect Etha n to catch her staring at him. Ethan stretched himself and walked to t he kitchen. His tousled jet-black hair so mehow made him look sexier. He opened the . cupboard t o get the tableware. His mother had raised him all by herself a difficult feat f or a single mother to achieve. When Ethan was a child, he had always h elped his mother do the household chore s, and Janet seemed to have awakened his . old ha bit. After organizing the m agazines, Janet began to clean the bookshelf. An involuntary smile stretched across her lips as she glanced at the tall m an cleaning everything in the kitchen. Although Ethan wasn’t wealthy, he was prin cipled and organized. Ever since Janet moved into Ethan's hous e, she felt the rumors were untrue. He wa sn’t a useless hooligan who fought on the . streets l ike people told her. She was glad that Ethan shared the house hold work with her, unlike other sexist husbands who thought only women belonged . in th e kit chen. Although they were only a nominal couple, Ethan se emed to be a good partner. Janet hummed a song and continued t o clean the house. Just then, a loud bang reverberated from the kitchen