Annabella's pov
I am in the kitchen preparing lunch in my in-law’s house and I love to cook, especially for Jack. Cause he always compliments me of how I should open up a restaurant of my own, which is actually not what I want. I just love to cook for myself or my family and no one else. It makes me happy especially to see their reaction. He always gives me that smile that says he loves it, I observe that form him, he always does when he eats food that I made. It’s been years that I haven't cooked for him. Jack is finally coming back to L.A after 16 MONTHS its almost like 1year 3 months 11days. And I didn’t wish to live all alone in a huge apartment all alone so I am in my in-law’s home since jack left. All he said is that he comes directly here after his flight. To meet him his sister Kate and her husband George came here too to meet him and her parents. It’s like a family reunion.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to stay with him in France. Sometimes regret not going along with him but Patrick picture will appear in front of me so I ignore the feeling. I know I should have gone with him to help him with his company issues but did not go I wouldn’t because at that time his dad had a heart attack.
It’s one of the reasons I didn't go.
Jackson's parents are like my own parents to me. My mom Claire died when I was 11 years old and from then my father chris white was my only life to care for and for him me too. After my mom’s death my father’s priority only me and that did not go well with my father’s business so his best friend Patrick Helped him with the company. They became business partners too. my dad trust jack’s dad so much that they both wanted me and Jack to get married after our studies and merge their business. And not just that but also that my dad thinks that I will be safe with them even if something happens to him. So, from then their family and my family were close but jack didn’t know about this. Even I did not know at that time. This was decided after Jack went to boarding school. I only met him when I was 10years old he was cute if I recall him. when I was 17 my Dad died in car accident, I had no one. I felt so lonely. I thought I had no one left for me in here. But that whole thing took a turn when Jack parents took care of me like their own daughter. They took me in kind of adopted me as a daughter-in-law. They never discriminated between their own daughter and me. they became my new world.
So, when he had a heart attack, I couldn't leave him in that state. I was scared that I will lose him too. so, I decided that I will take the responsibility, and now it was my turn to take care of him. So, I stayed. And I know it was not Jack decision to not stay cause if he didn't leave, the empire he build on his own without his fathers or anyone’s help, his dream work would collapse. So, he left when he knew that his father was ok.
He will be here soon. I cooked his favourite dishes today Apple pie, spaghetti, chicken masala, Crunchy fried potatoes and for dessert red velvet cake. I hope he likes it.
Maybe his taste is changed now or he is not the old Jack who love my cooking anymore. I don't no. I’m actually very happy and nervous at the same time. Happy that he is coming back and nervous how to react when I see him, I mean come on its been 3 years. when I see him, what should I say, should I ask him 'how have you been' or should I just go and Just hug him or should I do both.
Urghhhh come on Annabella it’s not like it’s the first time your meeting him don’t act like a teenage you’re an adult now get back to work.
"hello their sweetie, is it done or do you need any help" my thoughts were intercepted by Gia jack’s mom who was now entering the kitchen with a smile plastered on her face. I smiled at her shaking my head side to side indicating 'no' " I'm almost done" I said looking at her.
" ok sweetie then I will set up the table 'J' will be anytime soon.
"ok mom " I replied.
'J' I smile when she said that. Jack don’t like anyone calling him by his first name Jackson even his family. He feels that it makes him more sophisticated person.
But only I call him Jack specially when we are alone, it’s not at all like he was not against it, at start when I used to call him jack, I went through lots of staring, glaring argument he protested a lot, sometimes, he would not even respond if I called him ‘jack’ but then he got used to it. I like calling him jack, Jackson sounds old for me and 'J' he ok’s but I like Jack more. He prefers 'J' or. Mr Roger which is his last name. His full name is Mr. Jackson Roger. But I am his exceptional I don't know why he never stopped me but it wasn't easy at all I went through lot of starting at start but after that I think he too likes to be called Jack. Keyword - think
And mine Mrs. Annabella white Roger.
As soon as we set the plates on the dining table there was a bell.
I said them I will get it, happy thinking that it will be Jack. But when I opened the door it was Kate and George. I welcome them with hugs and kisses on their cheeks.
Then mom and dad came to meet them. When they were all on their talks, we all heard the doorbell. So unsure it will be Jack, I sighed and opened the door.
And when I saw him. My heart skipped a beat when I saw the view in front of me. I couldn’t believe my own eyes.