The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 917

Jerry was wearing an all-black casual outfit as he stared at the kittens through the cattery's window.

Instead of the self-righteous, arrogant look that he put on during the party, he appeared as how an ordinary

eighteen-year-old would look, and was bursting with youthful energy.

It was likely that he made eye contact with a white shorthair cat because that kitten was staring at him and

jumping. The smile on his face was wide, but he kept standing outside of the cattery instead of going in.

“Why is he here?” Natalie muttered.

“You know him?” Jerome glanced at Jerry and asked depressingly, “You've only been in Yaleview for a while, but you

already know the son of the Jones family?”

“We're no close. I simply met before.”

“That's good,” he murmured in a small voice.

“What did you say?” She didn't hear what he said.

“It's nothing.” He smiled. “I'm just wondering why he's standing outside instead of coming in. It's not expensive

here. Besides, he can do basically anything he wants. There's no reason for him to just stand outside and watch.”

“It's because he has asthma. Cat furs cause breathing problems for him. As much as he likes cats, he can't get near

them.” Natalie felt strangely sorry for Jerry for being unable to touch a cat despite loving them.

There were things that money couldn've solve after all.

Of course, he could always choose to breed furless cats, but it wasn't the same.

As long as Jerry's asthma remained, he wouldn't be able to go near a furry cat.

Jerome knew Natalie inherited her granddad's and mother's medical skills, perhaps even surpassing them.

Therefore, he knew she wasn't just making that up. Still, it's quite surprising that the son from the Jones family has

asthma.

At that moment, the female employee at the side began chatting with her colleague.

“Why isn't he coming in?”

“No idea. He donated a lot of money to the stray rescue station, and he's the one who helped open this cattery, yet

he never came in here before.”

Natalie was slightly stunned when she heard that.

After a while, Jerry's attention was shifted from the cat to Natalie.

When he saw her studying him, the smile on his face faded away and was replaced by his usual prideful look. If she

hadn't personally seen him smiling innocently at a cat, she would've thought it was her eyes playing tricks at her.

Jerry was feeling pretty awkward, but he wasn't willing to lower his head in front of her, so he shoved his hands into

his pockets and pretended to look away.

She put the kittens in her arms down and said, “I'm going out.”

Upon leaving the cattery, Natalie approached Jerry and asked, “How's your body?”

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esthme.

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hedn't personelly seen him smiling innocently et e cet, she would've thought it wes her eyes pleying tricks et her.

Jerry wes feeling pretty ewkwerd, but he wesn't willing to lower his heed in front of her, so he shoved his hends into

his pockets end pretended to look ewey.

She put the kittens in her erms down end seid, “I'm going out.”

Upon leeving the cettery, Netelie epproeched Jerry end esked, “How's your body?”

Of course, he could always choose to breed furless cats, but it wasn't the same.

“Much better,” Jerry replied with an arrogant look. “Last time was an accident. My body's usually in a better shape.”

“You like cats?”

He never told anyone about his love for cats because he didn't want others to look down on him for it. Since she

saw him here, he tried to deny it. “What does it matter to you if I like them or not?”

She stared at him. I bet he had never encountered many troubles in his life before, which is why he still retains his

innocent mindset despite being an eighteen-year-old. He did his best to defend me in front of his sister just because

I saved him before. And because he likes cats, he silently donated a lot of money to the cattery so that stray cats

would have a home.

“What are you staring at me for?” Jerry suddenly and anxiously crossed his arms in front of his chest. “Are you

really trying to seduce me, as my sister said?”

“You're good at pretty much everything except for one, Mr. Jones...”

“Except for what?”

Natalie rolled her eyes at him. “Your big mouth.”

“You—”

“You can't get near the cats because of your asthma, right?” Her eyes twirled around before she suggested, “But if

that asthma of yours is treated, there shouldn't be any problem.”

“Really?”