I'll Teach You, Marianne.

While Anne dried her hair with the hair dryer and the small towel that was previously wrapped around her head, Jack could only sit silently watching everything Anne was doing. He, who previously looked very hungry, suddenly lost his appetite, and only focused on staring at Anne, who was tidying her hair before leaving for work. After her hair was dry, Anne then grabbed the moisturizer and sunscreen from her bag, but when Anne was about to apply it to her face, suddenly Jack came and grabbed two of Anne's skin care treatments quickly, which shocked Anne.

"Don't wear excess make-up, where are you going?" Jack said stammering, hiding two of Anne's facial care products behind his body.

"That's not makeup, Jack," said Anne quickly. 

"What's not make-up, every little kid know that this is make-up that is used to decorate a woman's face, right?" Jack said quickly.

Hearing Jack's words made Anne chuckle. She then took out her cell phone and typed the names of the two products that Jack was hiding.

"Read it yourself," said Anne quietly as she handed her cell phone to Jack.

Without a word, Jack reached for Anne's cell phone and read the article that Anne had saved. He then looked at the two products he had kept behind his back and read the information on the packaging. Soon, Jack's face turned red when he finished reading the information written on the product packaging that he had seized from Anne earlier. Slowly he handed the two products back to Anne again.

"This is skincare products for skin care, not makeup that is used to decorate the face. This one is a moisturizer and this one is sunscreen," said Anne quietly as she showed the two products back to Jack.

"Yes, I know, I've read them." Jack replied curtly.

Anne just laughed silently at Jack's words. She then began to apply the two products on her face. She had been using these two products for the past two years, or to be more precise after she lived in England. So it's no wonder that Anne's face looked very healthy and clean without spots or other skin disorders. She looked even more perfect like that even without heavy make-up.

"I don't really like using makeup, Jack, so you take it easy. This is just a regular facial treatment. Besides, why are you upset with me wearing makeup or not?" Asked Anne softly as she patted her face gently.

"That's because I don't like to see you being the center of people's attention," Jack replied softly without realizing it.

Thump!

Anne immediately stopped her activities then turned quickly to Jack.

"What did you just say, Jack?" Asked Anne quickly.

"What? What am I talking about?" Jack asked back in confusion. He was completely oblivious to his previous words. 

"I see, so forget it. Maybe I heard wrong," said Anne briefly, while hiding her face from Jack's gaze.

Shortly afterward, Anne tidied her hairdryer in the storage cabinet and hung her wet towel to the place where she used to dry clothes. Anne accelerated her movements because she didn't want to linger in the same room with Jack. 

"Come on, I have to go to the shop now." said Anne quietly as she stood in front of Jack, who was still enjoying the food that Anne had made for Linda's breakfast.

"Wait, let me drink first," replied Jack with a mouth full of food.

"I'll wait at the door."

"Okay," Jack said quickly. 

After saying that, Anne then walked to the door and checked her cell phone, her smile grew bigger when she saw the message sent by Linda. Apparently Linda had bought two club sandwiches for breakfast. 

"Thank God, God is very good." said Anne gratefully, as she put her cell phone back into the bag.

"Why are you so grateful?" Asked Jack coldly.

"I'm grateful that Linda had bought breakfast, so I don't feel guilty because you finished the breakfast I made for her," said Anne briefly.

"Is it true that it was a message from Linda and not from some other people?" Jack asked suspiciously.

Without a word, Anne then took out her cell phone from the bag and showed the message she had just received from Linda. Seeing Linda's name written on Anne's cell phone screen made Jack smile slightly. Without guilt, he then walked out of Anne's apartment and stood beside Anne casually.

"Why don't you close the door, Jack?" Asked Anne coldly.

"You're closer to the door," Jack replied lightly.

"Okay, okay, let's go to the elevator. I'll lock the door first," said Anne quietly.

"No, we walk together to the elevator," said Jack curtly, rejecting Anne's orders.

"Alright, whatever you want," Anne grumbled quietly as she pulled the door to her apartment room to lock it from the outside.

Jack was silent as he heard Anne's babbling. Seeing Anne getting angry like this made him feel like they were back in Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, to the good times he had missed when he was with Anne. After making sure her apartment room was locked properly, Anne then walked to the elevator together with Jack, who was carrying a box of food containing Anne's burritos. Seeing Anne and Jack walking like that in the morning made them look like husband and wife, just like the other couples who lived in the apartment. 

When they got out of the elevator, Anne was surprised to see a large crowd in front of her apartment. She was curious about what had brought them together like that. Anne hastened towards the crowd and was amazed to find out what had brought them together. Apparently they were admiring Jack's Bugatti Veyron, which looked very handsome. Because last night Anne was tired, she didn't realize what kind of car Jack was driving. Only then could she clearly see what car he was driving last night.

Tittt!

Jack's Bugatti Veyron sounded as the remote key was pressed by Jack.

When they realized that the supercar owner had appeared, the men gathered around Jack's super expensive car immediately withdrew, including Anne, who retreated to avoid the man in front of her, who was retreating quickly. Fortunately, there was Jack behind Anne, so that Anne didn't fall.

"Be careful, look who's behind you, sir," said Jack coldly, patting the shoulder of the man in front of Anne, who almost hit Anne as he kept walking backwards.

Being tapped on the shoulder made the man in front of Anne suddenly stopped. He then looked back and was shocked when he saw Anne was avoiding his footsteps and now already in Jack's arms. 

"Sorry sir, I don't know that you both were behind me," said the man regretfully.

"It's okay, but next time be careful. And if you really want to see my car, you don't have to be like that. If you want to take a closer look and try to drive it, just tell me directly without having to crowd like that." Jack said briefly and sarcastically to the men who were still looking at his Bugatti Veyron.

Thump!

The faces of the men immediately turned pale when they heard Jack's words, including the man Jack had just tapped on the shoulder. They then stepped back regularly away from the luxury supercar with their faces lowered in shame, because the owner of the car was caught them admiring his car. 

Seeing the men walking away from his car made Jack smile faintly. He then invited Anne to get into the car. Anne immediately got inside as soon as Jack opened the door for her, after Anne got in, Jack then walked to the other side of the car to enter. 

"Are you ready?" Jack asked Anne quietly after seeing Anne had put on the seat belt.

"Huum," said Anne softly, she was still uncomfortable with the people outside because they all saw them getting into the car.

Because it was too early to open the shop Jack decided to take Anne to a supermarket because he wanted to buy some fruit first. Along the way, Anne was silent. She really didn't expect that last night she apparently rode a super expensive car which she was now riding again.

"Jack ..."

"Yes, what's wrong?" Jack asked, quickly interrupting Anne's words.

"If you can, please don't bring this car to come to my apartment. It really stands out, Jack," said Anne quietly.

"Why, don't you like it?" Jack asked back.

"It's not that I don't like it, it's just too flashy and attracts the attention of many people, Jack. I don't like that," said Anne again.

Hearing what Anne said made Jack smile. It turned out that the Anne he knew had not changed. Anne was still a simple girl who didn't like excessive luxury, even though there were many girls who were competing to be able to ride the car she was riding. However, Anne instead asked Jack not to bring his favorite car back to Anne's apartment. 

"Okay, as your wish ma'am." Jack said briefly, ruffling Anne's hair.

"Jack, my hair!!!" Anne protested irritably.

Jack's laughter then sounded out loud when Anne began to get angry. Soon, he stopped the car when they arrived in front of the supermarket. Jack quickly opened the seat belt attached to his body, he then got out of the car and walked round the car and opened the door for Anne. 

With her face flushed red, Anne took Jack's hand that was stretched out to her. She actually felt uncomfortable getting treated like that from Jack. However, because she was in a public place and didn't want to embarrass Jack, Anne finally accepted Jack's helping hand and got out of the car. 

"Don't overdo it like this, Jack," said Anne quietly when she got out of the car.

"It's not an exaggeration, Anne, because I'm only doing this to you," Jack replied quietly as he closed the car door, where Anne had just come out. 

Anne's heart was again beating fast when she heard Jack's words. While she was calming herself, Anne's dream suddenly broke when she felt Jack's hand curling around her waist.

"Let's go in," Jack said softly, as he tightened his arms around Anne's body. 

To be continued.