Rebirth of the Film Empress' Beloved Wife [JenLisa Adaptation]

Chapter 17 - Just as Dense

Although Jennie wanted to loudly refute with "You're the one who's sick, your whole family is sick!" it was obviously too improper for an imposing ice queen like her to say. Therefore, she merely tossed Lisa a very reserved glance before showing the latter her rigid back as she coldly returned to her bedroom.

The married couple lived in the same house, but they each had a bedroom and study of their own. The boundaries were clear. For Jennie, closing her bedroom door meant closing the door to a world where she and Lisa could communicate. Or maybe, even if they were in the same world, they would not be able to communicate!

She'd clearly wanted to act as a family member would and eat with Lisa so that they could interact and understand each other more, but why did the latter come to the conclusion that she was sick? Why!

Lisa's thoughts were also a mess. Jennie's strange behavior lately was impossible to ignore, and now just mentioning her being sick made her immediately turn away. It was worrying.

Could it be that she was actually sick?

She hesitated and hesitated some more, took some time to read over a script, and mulled over the film crew for the script, and still felt unsettled. From time to time, her gaze would drift in the direction of her door as she wondered if she should go ask Jennie for clarification.

If she really was sick, then she needed to get it cured as soon as possible!

Finally, Lisa was no longer able to sit still. She left her study and stationed herself in the small living room outside of Jennie's bedroom. With her script in hand, she appeared as though she was reading it, but in reality, she was staring at Jennie's bedroom door.

She rarely ever knocked on Jennie's door because she knew what kinds of things annoyed her, and she'd refrain from doing said things. Since she moved in three years ago, she'd noticed something about the villa—it was implicitly divided into two areas.

One area, she could go into, and the other, she could not. Just like with Jennie's heart, there was an unbridgeable distance.

She would always work hard in an attempt to make this place feel like a home, and she'd tried equally hard to make Jennie feel like they were a family. Even if she couldn't foster romantic love, there was still the possibility of family love or friendship.

However, she was unsociable by nature. Whenever she faced Jennie, she would become especially wooden and clumsy. Her IQ and her acting skills would both fail her, causing the distance between her and Jennie to grow further and further apart. In this villa, she was more like a guest... and an unwelcome one at that.

Jennie didn't like her and had only rejected her more over the years. She would immerse herself in work to escape the tension of the villa. Working hard would allow her to stand taller and be busy enough to temporarily forget the coldness of this place.

Facing Jennie, she was like a coward. She only dared to gaze at her in secret, and she wasn't brave enough to take the initiative. She didn't even dare to knock on her door.

Knowing this, she revealed a self-deprecating expression, ridiculing herself for her own cowardice and her inability to actively fight for her love. Jennie was probably clueless about her feelings for her.

Why wouldn't she be, when she was too scared to even hint at it?

It was very late when Lisa retired to bed. Jennie's bedroom door did not open once.

Maybe it was due to how late she'd slept, because the next morning, she slept much longer than usual, and she didn't even wake up on her own.

She didn't have a habit of locking her door at night since the villa was a safe place to live in.

So, when she woke up that morning to Jennie's finger poking her, she thought she was still dreaming.

"Wake up, it's time to make breakfast." Jennie waited for quite a while before realizing that Lisa had no intentions of waking up, so she decided to take matters into her own hands.

There were many methods to wake someone up. Jennie wasn't a noisy person, so after some contemplation, she'd settled on poking Lisa's head.

However, this method seemed to be too gentle. After noticing that the woman was still in a deep slumber, she decided to poke harder while she took the opportunity to observe her.

On a normal day, Jennie wouldn't pay much attention to her appearance, but now that she was, she couldn't help but admit that the woman was very pretty handsome. Her looks belonged to the tall and lofty category, with attractive brows, a straight nose, and just overall memorable masculine and feminine features.

Only when Lisa was asleep would she appear softer; the rest of the time, she was cold and distant.

However, Jennie was convinced that Lisa only looked cold and lofty and that in reality, she was actually a bit foolish. Otherwise, why would she think that she was sick? So stupid!

Last night, she'd also mulled over the situation and concluded that the problem lay in Lisa, not her. Lisa and her stupid brain, always thinking about strange things.

In that case, the next time she wanted to do something good for Lisa, she would have to be much more straightforward about it!

Seeing the woman open her eyes, she told her bluntly, "Get up, I'm hungry."

"Jennie?" Lisa was still feeling a bit groggy, so she hadn't registered the situation yet.

Sure enough, she was a little stupid; such a dull reaction! Jennie looked at her with some worry and couldn't help but suddenly recall a saying that she'd seen somewhere before: A woman in love is a stubborn animal. They will not feel regret because after falling in love, they will become simple-minded.

Jennie interpreted this "simple-minded" as "dumb." No wonder she had been clueless about Lisa's romantic feelings for three years!

On the other hand, it must be mentioned that she was completely oblivious to the fact that a part of the problem lay in her own shortcomings. She was just as dense as Lisa.

She'd always assumed that she was simply inexperienced in love and never stopped to consider the possibility that maybe she was just too dense to understand the concept.

Maybe in her eyes, they were two entirely different notions. Or maybe she couldn't tell the difference between them. In any case, she was fully convinced that the woman was a foolish one.

But... a foolish woman wasn't that bad. A foolish woman could be loyal, sincere, honest, and frank. She wouldn't need to guard against her or have scruples about her. As long as she showed Lisa the same honesty and sincerity, being together with a woman like this would definitely ensure a very pleasant and comfortable relationship.

"Hurry and get up, I'm hungry and waiting for you to make breakfast," she said as she clumsily patted her head. This was her way of showing comfort and intimacy. Then, she thoughtfully left Lisa's room to give her space to change.

There was an odd expression on Lisa's face as she sat up on her bed, staring after Jennie's departing back. Suddenly, she started to wonder if the sun had risen from the west today.

Or maybe the sun never rose at all? Why was Jennie acting so abnormally?!