Dangerous Woman Jesslyn's
Toxic Gases

The aroma of the hot steam puff is so pleasant to pierce the sense of smell, and very appetizing, saliva as if thrashing if not immediately eat it. The beautiful appearance of the collaboration of rice mixed with eggs, shrimp, and vegetables looks so perfect presented on a plate.

Behind the wall the servants watched the drama that was about to take place that afternoon with their hearts beating fast. Jessi had not been in the kitchen for a long time, while the dishes she made were clearly very unfriendly.

Slowly Dion fed a spoonful of fried rice that had stirred his taste from the beginning into the mouth. However, only one mouthful he entered. The man immediately sprayed it hard, to make him choke food in the esophagus.

Jessi who saw this immediately pursed her lips. "Is my cooking bad?"

In the heart of the man swore. Dion took a glass of water in front of him, gulped down the toilet without answering Jessi's question. Damnit damnit! Is he pranking me?

The spicy taste seemed to burn the tongue mercilessly, his mouth was like he had just chewed on a nuclear bomb that exploded without a cue in it. While George who saw Dion's reaction could only gulp roughly his saliva on his own. Should he taste it too.

While Jessi again stepped back to take a portion for herself. The woman's departure makes Dion and George whisper to each other at the dinner table.

"Did your ass want to kill me?"

"How does it feel?"

"My mouth is burning." He flicked his hands, and stuck out his tongue due to the unbearable spicy taste.

Just whispering a few words, Jessi had returned to the dining table. Seeing the work that was still untouched on the plates of the two people, made him snort in annoyance.

"If you don't finish the meal, don't expect to walk away from this table!"

Jessi bribed the fried rice into her mouth casually. The two men who saw widened their eyes, when it was very clear they saw for themselves, if Jessi took the food from the same place. Even the looks are no different from the two.

But what's going on now? He was as if eating ordinary fried rice without the spicy taste as they felt.

"What do you see? Eat up!" Jessi's loud voice was so thunderous that it forced them to go back to eating nuclear bombs in the form of fried rice.

"B–well, Miss." George resigned, let today's bathroom be a place to meditate, as long as you do not see the anger of Jessi that could be fatal later.

They again bribed the fried rice into the mouth, sesap by sesap until the sweat began to flow wet their faces. No need for salt if it is less salty, enough droplets that are mixed with food have added flavor in it.

I don't know how much water they've been drinking in one meal. Maybe the stomach of both is now like a lake bathed in a circle of rice swimming in it.

While the woman in front of him devoured the food without stopping to drink, even though it was only a mouthful. I don't know what Jessi's mouth is made of. Maybe this kind of menu makes his mouth so spicy when talking.

"I'm done. Enjoy your food in a relaxed manner!" Jessi then sipped the water in the glass to taste after eating, and stepped up to rest herself.

After the stomach is full, of course, the eyes will be sleepy. What else can an unemployed person like him do besides fall down and spend money.

Seeing the departure of Jessi George and Dion rushed to the sink to wash their burning mouths. Drinking water is no longer useful to remove heat that radiates in the body.

The servants who witnessed it from the beginning immediately poured a few glasses of white milk into the glass for the two. "Drink first, sir!"

The two hurriedly gulped down the milk the servants gave. Their bellies have started to show signs of twisting and preparing to fire the poisonous gas that is now lodged in the body.

George and Dion both closed their eyes, struggling to get the poisonous gas out of their bodies. Until a while later, the chimney sound of the steam train sounded so long.

The servants rushed to leave the kitchen area due to poison gas attacks from the two men.

"Lega," said George.

Not with Dion. He felt something coming out along with his fart. Many times the man sniffed with a still slightly bent position.

"George .. it looks like something came out without me asking." Dion was still silently in his place. Worried that it would fall and embarrass him even more.

George stared at her. "you mean? You're a boker in your pants?" He stepped back and closed his nose with his hands. "You're slovenly!"

"Hold your shit! Don't get splattered on the floor! Go to the bathroom! I'll lend you my clothes." George pointed at a door in the kitchen, then stepped away leaving Dion alone.

Dion was really humiliated this time. For a lifetime, only this time fate humiliated him so cruelly. He stepped slowly towards the bathroom that George meant by still bending over and holding his butt.

He did not want to after this still have to embarrass himself by cleaning up the dirt that was splattered on the floor.

Damnit damnit! Is this punishment for all my crimes?

The man rushed into the bathroom to clean himself up. While upstairs Jessi chuckles at the unexpected scene in the kitchen. At first, he just wanted to prank both of them. However, it was unexpected that the result would be this exciting.

"Other times I'll prank the others." He stepped into his room.

Jessi is basically a lover of spicy food. Therefore, he did not feel troubled with his homemade fried rice which was only at a moderate level in its spiciness standards.

In the room, Jessi was resting on the bed, moving both hands. What the hell's going on? It was still a bright day, but she already missed her husband.

Without wasting any time, Jessi hurried over to the bathroom to clean herself up and get a little dressed up. He chose some clothes to wear. However, none of them matched his taste this time.

"Currently, it looks like I need to change the contents of my closet." Still using the bathrobe, Jessi steps out of her room to look for Patricia.

The woman only focuses on studying in law and is at home if there are no classes. Patricia realized that the atmosphere outside was more dangerous than before. That's why he prefers to act carefully so as not to bother Jessi more.

Jessi opens Patricia's unlocked room without tapping her first. "Am I bothering you?"

"Ah, no, Miss." Patricia, who was reading a book with her glasses perched on her nose, was shocked to see Jessi enter her room for the first time. "Is there anything I can help you with, Miss?"

Jessi casually stepped into the room. The room was quite spacious and comfortable as he did not distinguish anyone living in this residence.

"Can I borrow your shirt?" Without waiting for Patricia's approval, she stepped towards the walk in closet.

Patricia stood up from her position to help Jessi choose clothes. "Do you want to go to an event, Miss?"

He guessed because he saw Jessi who had used makeup on her beautiful face. It was rare for Patricia to see this rare phenomenon because for as long as she knew the woman in front of her had always looked natural before.

"I want to surprise my husband." Jessi spoke honestly while blinking one eye.

He did not hesitate to tell this to Patricia. "I want to look charming in front of her, and give her a surprise."

"Have you not always been charming in Mr. Nich's eyes, Miss."

"Cih, you singles know what? Go out for a walk and find a lover. If you just stay in the room, maybe there's only George who's your future husband candidate." Long enough Jessi opened every strand of clothing lined in the closet, until the choice fell on a beautiful dress with a hemisphere on the feet are quite high. "I'm gonna borrow this."

"Miss, are you sure you want to wear that dress? Isn't it quite opposite to your taste."

"What's opposite? I'm gonna turn my closet into something like this. Tomorrow you accompany me shopping, now help me choose the right footwear."

Patricia helps Jessi berias in her room, styled Jessi's hair according to what she wants. They are now like brothers who are getting along in love.

Moments later, Jessi was done with the look she wanted. "Perfect, you're so pretty this time."

Jessi stood up from her position, and lightning-fast dipped Patricia's cheek briefly as a sign of gratitude. "Thank you, tomorrow I'll buy you a shopping spree until you're satisfied. Today I'll take the capital first for us to have fun tomorrow."

He waltzed away, leaving Patricia still in her place in shock with what had just happened.

To Be continue...