Spoil Me More, Dear Huaband

Tess Baker, “Do you really think I’m going to believe you when you can say something like that to Cliff Ford?”

She wasn’t in the mood to wrangle with Lily Yang about who was right and who was wrong and turned her head to Cliff Ford, “Whether I have Linda’s cell phone number or not, I’m not going to give it to you. Linda’s married, so don’t you ever come back to pester her again.”

“I …” Cliff Ford paled.

Tess Baker interrupted directly, “You have no business interrupting Linda’s new life.”

When she finished, she went straight to her car.

The little guy rolled his eyes at Cliff Ford and followed him to the car.

“Carter, can you help me convince my sister-in-law?” Cliff Ford’s heart clogged up so hard, “I really love Linda Mark and want to be with her.”

Bowen Carter swept Lily Yang’s eyes, “You shouldn’t have made that mistake with Snowy Cole in front of you. Without trust, even if you and Linda Mark get together, it won’t last long.”

He didn’t linger, getting into the car at Cliff Ford’s complicated look.

Tess Baker lowered the window with undisguised disgust in her eyes, “It’s good for you two to be together, to save you from wreaking havoc on others.”

When she finished, she raised the window.

Bowen Carter drove straight back to Beauty Garden.

Not wanting to be in the same space as him, Tess Baker didn’t linger in the hall and went straight upstairs. The little guy shrugged at him and followed him up.

“Sir, here are the things you asked me to prepare.” Aunt Zhang sighed as she looked at Tess Baker’s back and placed a pile of flowery strips of paper, a pen, and a clear jar on the table.

Bowen Carter frowned at the garish pile, a flicker of skepticism and struggle in his eyes before he finally looked at the instructions and pulled out a strip of paper.

Seeing this, Aunt Zhang asked with a complicated look, “You want to stack the stars?”

She saw her daughter fold it when she was fourteen or fifteen years old, so how did Mr. Think up to get this kind of thing? Odd … childish.

“Why don’t you go ahead and prepare lunch, with more of Tess Baker’s and Mike’s favorites.” Bowen Carter picked up a bunch of stuff and tensed his handsome face as he headed upstairs to Aunt Zhang’s oddly surprised gaze.

Just a little red in the ears.

The relationship programs written by the employees of his company had better be somewhat useful!

…

Tess Baker didn’t go downstairs to the dining room until it was time for lunch, and the table had long since been filled with her and Mike’s favorite foods, with a large bouquet of beautifully wrapped white roses, pretty and pristine, on the edge.

Bowen Carter quietly walked up behind her and the little one, pulling out chairs for both of them and waiting for them to sit before returning to his seat.

“Wow, what a beautiful white rose!” The little one touched the white rose, “Mommy loves white roses the most, Daddy, is this bouquet for Mommy?”

“Yes.” Aunt Zhang said with a smile, “Tess has always loved white roses, these are the ones that Mr. specially ran to the west side of the city to buy, in a while I will put these flowers in a vase and put them in the room hair, there is no problem to put them for three or four days.”

“Throw it away, it’s not festive.” Tess Baker picked up her chopsticks and said lightly.

Aunt Zhang’s smile froze on her face, “I remember you liked white roses the best.”

“Preferences change over time.” Tess Baker is speaking to Aunt Zhang, but looks in Bowen Carter’s direction as she speaks, meaning it.

Instead of just saying yes, Aunt Zhang looked to Bowen Carter, “Are these really going to be thrown away?”

“Put it in the room, I like it.” There was a moment of gloom at the bottom of Bowen Carter’s eyes as he picked up his chopsticks, gave Tess Baker a piece of sweet and sour pork, and put another piece in for the little one.

Tess Baker glanced at the sweet and sour pork in her bowl and put down her chopsticks, “Please ask Aunt Zhang to help me replace the bowl of rice.”

“… Good, good.” Aunt Zhang smiled sardonically and went to the kitchen to serve rice.

The atmosphere at the table was depressing, or rather, it was whenever Tess Baker and Bowen Carter were together.

The little guy buried his head in his food, disappointment all over his little face.

Jag Daddy and Mommy have such a terrible relationship that he and his sister definitely can’t hang out with Daddy and Mommy like everyone else.

After dinner, Bowen Carter pulls out a dainty, compact box and pulls a diamond ring out of it.

Her eyes touched the diamond ring, and there was fleeting surprise under Tess Baker’s eyes as she remembered Bowen Carter throwing it away!

As if reading her question, Bowen Carter took her hand and put it on her, saying, “I got it back later.”

Aunt Zhang, “Mr. doesn’t know where he threw the ring, and has been looking for it for a long time before he found it.”

“You might as well put it away.” Tess Baker took off her diamond ring and put it in Bowen Carter’s hand, “I don’t want the day to come when you say I’m not worthy of this ring, take it back.”

One bad experience like that is enough!

“It won’t.” Bowen Carter’s throat tightened, half-heartedly.

Tess Baker glanced at him coldly, without speaking, and simply left the restaurant. She felt the air was foul where he was concerned!

The diamond ring didn’t carry much weight, but Bowen Carter felt it was so heavy it was about to crush him.

The little guy looked at the two of them and really didn’t understand why adults were so complicated: it was clear that Mommy still cared about Daddy, and Daddy liked Mommy, so why couldn’t the two of them be together properly?

“Tess Baker,” Bowen Carter called out to Tess Baker as she walked to the door of the restaurant.

She stopped but didn’t turn around, “Master Carter anything else?”

“If I tried everything you’ve been hurt by, would you forgive me?” Bowen Carter’s spine tensed, his heart beating fast.

“No point.” Tess Baker’s voice was soft, “Bowen Carter, where the nails have been, there are still pits where the nails have been pulled out that can’t be filled.”

Broken mirrors, impossible to reunite.

When she finished, she didn’t linger.

Bowen Carter opened his mouth, but his throat felt like it was clogged with a lump, and he couldn’t get a syllable out. His chest was stuffy, and countless cobwebs were wrapped around his heart so densely that he didn’t even have a chance to take a breath.

He pounded the left side of his chest hard, his chest heaving and his eyes red.

How much of an asshole was he to hurt a woman who loved him like that?

“Daddy?” The little guy was about to leave, but seeing him like this was unsettling, and his little face was filled with worry.

Bowen Carter rubbed his little head, his throat catching, “I’m sorry for putting you and your mommy through this.”This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“I don’t suffer, it’s Mommy who suffers.” The little one said seriously, “Great Grandpa, Grandma and Grandpa and you have scolded Mommy and hated Mommy, but have not treated me badly.”

“And Aunt Linda said it wasn’t easy for Mommy to give birth to me and raise me, and so many people say I’m a wild child and that my mommy is living an indiscreet life. Those people don’t know anything and talk nonsense all day long!”

The little guy’s face turned red with anger when he said the latter.

“It’s all my fault.” The little one spoke without any qualifiers, but even so, Bowen Carter’s heart was torn bloody by those words.

He had wronged her in more ways than one.