I'll Teach You, Marianne.

Chapter 736 – Jealous Jack

< Grand Palais, Paris >

The fun plans that Anne and Alice had planned were ruined by the presence of Jack and Erick, who took part in the Chanel summer fashion show which was held at the Grand Palais, Paris.

The Grand Palais itself was a large historical site, exhibition space and museum complex located on the Champs-Elysees in the 8th Arrondissement of Paris, France. In this amazing place, the world's fashion house, Chanel, almost always exhibited for every change of season.

During the fashion show, Jack did not let go of his hand from Anne's hand. He even deliberately exposed his wedding ring. One thing Jack had never done before.

"How is it? Are there any clothes that you want to buy?" Jack asked slowly to Anne, who was still staring at the models swaying on the catwalk made to resemble the beach.

Anne shook her head. "Not quite sure yet."

"Why?"

"Because I'm sure you won't agree with my choice."

Jack chuckled. "Don't say that, dear. Don't accuse me wrongly."

"Really? So I'm allowed to buy whatever clothes I want?" Anne's beautiful eyes glowed beautifully as she spoke.

"Sure, why not," said Jack softly.

Anne smiled and rolled one eye at Alice who was sitting directly behind her. "Deal, you promised. Just watch out if you don't agree with my choice of clothes."

Jack nodded his head again to assure Anne that he wasn't joking. Seeing Jack's response, Anne's enthusiasm for participating in the fashion show flared up again. She even took out her smart phone which had been in the pocket of the Chanel jacket that she wore.

But the promise was only a lip service, as none of Anne's choices were approved by Jack. The old-fashioned man didn't allow Anne to buy a beautiful bikini that the models were showing on the catwalk, even though according to Anne, her bikini choice was the one that was the most polite and didn't highlight her body too much. But Jack still didn't allow Anne to have the bikini, let alone wear it on the beach like Anne and Alice had previously planned.

As a result, during the rest of the fashion show, Anne had lost the mood to follow it until the end. She even chose to play games on her cell phone instead of seeing the models walking on the catwalk justifying the expensive clothes they wear, and likewise with Alice.  Alice, who also did not get permission from Erick to buy the beautiful, very limited edition bikinis, also chose to keep herself busy by enjoying the food in her hands instead of enjoying the rest of the fashion show.

After the show was over, Anne immediately got up from her chair and asked Alice to hurry out of the Grand Palais. However, because Jack and Erick's steps were long, both of them were easily chased by the two men.

"How long are you two going to walk all the way like this doing nothing, babe?" From behind, Jack asked Anne.

"It's up to us what we want to do. If you are tired go back to the hotel and rest," replied Anne curtly.

Jack smiled faintly. He knew his wife was angry. "Are you mad about that super sexy outfit?"

Anne's steps immediately stopped. Alice who had been walking beside Anne also immediately stopped her steps.

"What else do you think?"

Jack shrugged his shoulders. "Well, I don't know, that's why I'm asking you."

Anne stomped one foot hard. "You're a bitch, a liar, giving false promise. I hate you."

After saying that Anne then prepared to leave, but was just about to step forward when suddenly Jack pulled her body back. At the same time a bicycle ridden by a 13 year old boy passed right in front of Anne. If only Jack hadn't pulled her, maybe by now Anne would have crouched down on that high-speed bicycle.

"Hey!!" Erick shouted loudly along with several other people who were shocked by the boy's behavior, who was cycling on the pedestrian path.

Anne was very surprised that she could only stay silent when she was in Jack's arms, and so was Alice, who immediately approached her.

"Are you okay, babe?"

"Are you okay, Anne?"

Alice and Jack asked Anne a question at the same time.

With a face as pale as paper, Anne tried to smile. "Yes, I'm fine."

Although Anne said that she was fine, but Jack wasn't. Jack, who knew that his wife was not okay, then pulled her hand towards a restaurant that was right beside them at the moemnt. Seeing Jack took Anne into the restaurant, Alice and Erick followed behind them without speaking. Even though Erick actually still wanted to find out who the boy was, who was still riding his bicycle recklessly along the sidewalk that was getting further and further away from where they were now.

When they were at the restaurant, without shame, Jack immediately squatted in front of Anne to check her legs. Jack had seen Anne had a wrong foot when she pulled her body back.

"Jack, what are you doing? Many people are looking at you," said Anne quietly. She felt uncomfortable with the gazes of the restaurant patrons who were currently staring intently at them.

"Jack…"

"Calm down, I'm checking your feet."

"But people are looking at us, Jack."

Jack took a deep breath. Suddenly, he got up and stood staring at all the restaurant patrons who were looking at him. Without further ado, Jack then explained what he was doing at the moment using very fluent French.

Anne even opened her mouth wide because she couldn't believe Jack would say that in front of so many strangers. With a flushed face, Anne pulled Jack's hand back to focus on him.

"What are you doing? Are you crazy?"

Jack narrowed his eyes. "Crazy? What's crazy? I'm just explaining to them all what I was doing to you, so they wouldn't think of me or of you."

"Yes, but…"

"Sorry to bother you both, Sir, Madam." A well-dressed man suddenly cut Anne's words in French.

Jack immediately turned to the man who had just appeared with an unfriendly gaze as usual. For Jack, a foreign man who tried to approach him and Anne was a threat.

"Can I help you?" asked Jack curtly.

"Introduce me, my name is Philippe August, the General Manager of this restaurant. I heard that your wife almost became a victim of a reckless cyclist who passed in front of this restaurant, is that true?"

Jack frowned. "That's right. Do things like this happen often?"

The man named Philippe August nodded his head. "That's right, sir, for almost three weeks, there have been around 20 people who have become victims. They are a new group of pickpockets who use bicycles as a means to carry out their actions."

"Jesus!"

Phillipe August smiled at Anne's exclaim. "Yes Ma'am, even three people have been caught by the police, but their gang is still not deterred and continues to annoy the residents and tourists around this place. Therefore, try to check first whether there are missing items or not. If indeed something is missing, I can help you go to the CCTV room to see in detail the face of the criminal, so that we can report it to the police station for further processing."

"No, it doesn't look like anything was lost. Even if something goes missing, I can buy her 100 of the same stuff that the criminal took. So you don't have to bother taking my wife to the CCTV room." Jack, who had not liked the man with the thin beard in front of him, immediately spoke a little sarcastically while taking a position in front of Anne, blocking the gaze of the man named Philippe August.

Jack didn't like any other men smiling at Anne, including the man who claimed to be the general manager of the restaurant they were currently at. What was that? He was going to take Anne to the CCTV room? What the hell… Jack won't let that happen.

"Jack…"

Jack ignored Anne's call. He was still focused on Philippe August who didn't want to leave their place immediately.

To be continued