Spoil Me More, Dear Huaband

By the time it was time for dinner, Tess Baker was much better. She went downstairs to the dining room and scanned the area, but saw only Bowen Carter and not the little one.

“Mike’s gone back to the old house and won’t be here tonight.” Bowen Carter pulled out her chair for her and waited for her to sit down before returning to his seat.

Without the little one there, the atmosphere between the two was worse than it had been during the day.

Tess Baker kept her head down and sipped her porridge without even taking a bite of her food, not interacting with Bowen Carter the entire time, and not taking a bite of the food he gave her.

After finishing her porridge, she got up and was about to leave.

“Tess Baker,” Bowen Carter called out to her as she put down her chopsticks, “wait, I have something for you.”

Tess Baker glanced at him faintly, and without even asking what it was, she simply said, “Keep it for yourself, I don’t need it.”

After saying that, she walked straight towards the door of the restaurant.

Bowen Carter stood up and sauntered over to her, handing a document to her right hand before she could lash out. Their fingertips touched and her hand was cold, he frowned and wrapped his large hand around hers, “Cold?”

“It’s not cold!” Tess Baker waved his hand away in disgust and handed him the papers, “Your stuff, I don’t need it.”

“Here’s your transfer of equity in the company.” Bowen Carter didn’t take it.

Tess Baker’s movements paused for a moment, picked up the file, glanced at it, and put it away. It was supposed to be her company, not really her taking his stuff.

“Your wallet.” Bowen Carter held out a light yellow wallet and handed it to her.

Tess Baker opened her wallet and looked at it, her eyes fell on him and she sneered, “Give me your ID and your bank card, not afraid I’ll run away?”

Bowen Carter opened his mouth, but couldn’t get out the word unafraid.

He didn’t want to lie to her.

Tess Baker snorted, “Why give it to me if you’re afraid I’ll run away? To keep me happy for a while and then take it back?”

Make a monkey out of her?

Bowen Carter couldn’t say why he gave them back to her, his son said he gave them back to her so she would be happy. As for the rest, he didn’t think about it and didn’t want to think about it, he just wanted to make her happy.

Tess Baker closed her purse and handed it to him.

“You take them.” Bowen Carter said coldly, “Even if you take these, you can’t run.”

He regretted it just as soon as he said it, he just wanted her to take it and be happy, but as soon as he opened his mouth, all that came out were these hurtful words.

Tess Baker sneered and left the restaurant with her purse and papers.

There was a flash of chagrin within Bowen Carter’s dark eyes.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

“Sir, before you speak … in the future,” Aunt Zhang weighed her words, “it’s better to think about it first.”

The gentleman obviously meant well, but the words came out tainted.

Tess Baker went back to her room and put her wallet and papers under the mattress first, but then took them out a few moments later and put them on the table.

If Bowen Carter wants to take them back, it doesn’t matter where she hides them!

Even if she didn’t want to admit it, she really couldn’t fight Bowen Carter, and in front of him, she didn’t even have a chance to fight back.

At that moment, the cell phone vibrated.

[Mike] Mommy, did Daddy give you back your company and your ID card and bank cards and stuff? (questioning) (questioning)

Tess Baker returned an uh-huh.

Where did you hear that?

The little guy sent a devious emoji, then a dancing crayon, before finally sending a dejected voice.

Little one, “Heh heh heh heh, because I told Daddy that you would forgive him after he gave these back to you. Mommy, after you have these, you can leave if you’re upset about anything and I can stay and take care of my sister.”

His voice dropped noticeably as he said the latter.

Tess Baker can’t tell you what it’s like to have a little kid under the age of five thinking about herself as a mom all day long, except that it’s not a good feeling.

Her children should grow up carefree, not worrying about these things for her.

“How could I leave with you and my sister around?” Tess Baker held down the voice, “Don’t ever get all smart in front of your daddy again.”

[Mike] I want Mommy to stay too, but every day when I see Mommy unhappy, I feel so sad (aggrieved) (almost crying)

Tess Baker’s throat tightened her eyes when she saw the tweet.

She took a deep breath and held down her voice, “As long as I see you and my sister, I’m happy, ah, you don’t have to worry all day, like a little old man.”

[Mike] (Aggrieved)

Tess Baker sends over an emoji of a big chicken touching a little chicken.

“Talking to who?” So gentle.

The cool voice rang in her ears at first, and Tess Baker put away her cell phone, the softness in her eyes vanishing into thin air, “It’s whoever you think it is.”

Bowen Carter tried to say he didn’t mean to check in, but the words came out of his mouth as, “No one’s going to help you escape.”

“How dare I ask someone to help me escape when you’re moving to bankrupt people?” Tess Baker looked him straight in the eye and laughed at herself.

Bowen Carter frowned, a hint of bemusement in his voice, “I just want to keep you with me.”

“It just so happens that I just want to get away from you.” Tess Baker finished her sentence extremely slowly and turned to go into the bathroom.

The only sound left in the room is the pattering of water, like a slightly cool drizzle in autumn, reminding people of the depressing scene of flourishing fallen branches and leaves.

Bowen Carter sits on the bed with his eyes blank, covering his face in annoyance; his expression cannot be seen, only a sigh can be heard coming from between his fingers.

He seems to be making things worse and worse.

Tess Baker had been washing for over an hour before she came out, her skin pink and her eyes a little red, I don’t know if it was from the heat or from crying.

She came out without looking at Bowen Carter, got into bed with her hair wet, and lay down with her back to Bowen Carter.

Bowen Carter’s eyes landed on her still dripping hair and he said coldly, “Get up and blow-dry your hair.”

It’s not good to sleep with your hair wet like that.

Tess Baker didn’t even open her eyes and didn’t move a muscle.

Bowen Carter opened his mouth, but in the end didn’t call out to her again, instead going to the bathroom and getting the hair dryer, moving gently to blow-dry her hair.

Her hair was half dry when he realized that a strand of her hair was twisted into the dryer.

He stopped the hair dryer immediately, heartbroken with a few moments of anger, “Why didn’t you say something when your hair was twisted in? Don’t you know it hurts?”

He got her hair out with a shaking hand, but the strands were charred.

“Get used to it.” Tess Baker said in a cloudy voice, “My knees hurt more than this the time I was falsely accused by Wendy Summer of harming her child and ended up kneeling all night at the shrine. Oh, and David Gate hurt the time he pushed me down at the bar, and the time he jumped off your car, and having a baby hurt more than this … “hurt!

“Stop it.” Bowen Carter interrupted her, pain within his dark eyes.

Tess Baker repeated it again, as if speaking to him and to herself, “I’m used to the pain.”

Really get used to it.