Spoil Me More, Dear Huaband

Beauty Garden.

Aunt Zhang saw Bowen Carter whose clothes were stained with blood as soon as she came downstairs, and her face was suddenly bloodless. She trotted over to Bowen Carter and worriedly said, “The old man’s hand is also too hard, sir, you’d better go to the hospital to have it bandaged.”

Bowen Carter didn’t make a sound, just looked down at Tess Baker in her arms.

“Tess, why don’t you go to the hospital with mister?” Aunt Zhang said.

“Not going.” Tess Baker pushed harder in her hands, but still didn’t push Bowen Carter away, and she frowned with undisguised disgust on her face.

What’s she got to do with him getting hurt?

She had just had a baby and hadn’t seen Bowen Carter’s heart go out to her when she was dragging herself around looking for it!

Bowen Carter took in her disgust, and with a very quick flash of struggle in the back of his eyes, he released her.

At the first sign of freedom, Tess Baker didn’t even look at him and headed up the stairs.

Bowen Carter’s eyes followed her figure, but she did not stop and hesitate for a moment, her back was determined. At this moment, his heart stung, as if he had stepped barefoot on a pillar of red-hot copper, and the pain was indescribable.

“Sir, if you don’t want to go to the hospital, there’s a medical kit at home, let me take care of it for you.” Aunt Zhang looked at the blood stains on his clothes and cared.

Bowen Carter shook his head and went up the stairs at her puzzled look.

He’s done so much wrong, and this is what he deserves.

“Mommy, have you been crying? Did Scum Daddy and Great Grandpa bully you?”

“No bullying, don’t worry.”

As Bowen Carter turns the corner and reaches the door to the room, there is the sound of a conversation between a mother and her son inside, sounding motherly and childlike, but they are both on the defensive against him at the same time.

He clenched his fists, hard enough that his bones turned white, and turned around extraordinarily slowly.

Bowen Carter took two steps backward and stopped abruptly, his dark eyes full of a tangle. After a moment, he re-turned and took two steps forward, stopping in the doorway of the room.

The voices of mother and son came from inside intermittently, no different from the average mother and son, except that the word daddy was rarely mentioned.

Bowen Carter’s heart rate was beating a little too fast, and he looked straight at the door for up to three minutes before gently pushing it open.

Everything was in slow motion like a movie, and as the door pushed open, the talking in the room came to a screeching halt. Tess Baker and the little guy turned their heads to him at the same time, with the same disgust on their faces.

“What do you want to eat tonight? I’ll make it.” Bowen Carter spoke with a care he’d never had before.

The little one grunted twice, leaving him with a backward glance and no words.

“I don’t want to eat anything as long as you make it.” Tess Baker’s gaze lingered on the bloodied lines of his suit jacket for a few seconds, forcing herself to look away.

Bowen Carter’s brilliant features colored with a touch of gloom, “Tess Baker …”

“‘Tess Baker, don’t want anything to happen to THE Mark Group and THE Mark Family, you better not piss me off,’ is that what it’s meant to say?” Tess Baker interrupts with a cold face, “Bowen Carter, when I was nice to you, you couldn’t look at me. When I don’t want to be with you, you have to force me to stay, do you have to trample on me like that to feel good?”

The little one glared indignantly at Bowen Carter, his little fists clenched tightly.

“… I’m sorry.” Bowen Carter wants to make it up to her, but doesn’t know how.

Tess Baker’s eyes are still a little red, “If you really feel sorry for me, let me and my two kids go now.”

Bowen Carter looked straight at her, frowned, and was silent.

He can’t do it.

She asked for anything except to leave him!

“Heh.” Tess Baker sneered and stopped looking at him.

The atmosphere in the room was oppressive to the core.

Bowen Carter took a step forward in Tess Baker’s direction and stepped back, “You get some rest.”

When he finished, he gave her and the little one a deep look and opened the door to go out. But instead of leaving, he stood quietly in the doorway.

The room was filled with the voices of Tess Baker and the little one once again, and just listening to them made the atmosphere feel cozy.

Bowen Carter, his eyes bleary, strides away.

At six o’clock in the evening Tess Baker and the little one went to the dining-room to finish their meal, and Bowen Carter did not come, and she did not think much of it. They ate more comfortably without him.

Aunt Zhang was about to say something several times, but in the end she didn’t say anything.

Until the next morning, Aunt Zhang couldn’t help herself and ran to Tess Baker, “Tess, Mr. has a fever of thirty-nine degrees, you’d better go and take a look.”

“What’s the point of me going to the hospital to see a doctor when you have a fever?” Tess Baker subconsciously took a step, but quickly retracted it.

Whether he was good or bad was none of her business.

The little guy’s little face was full of worry, but he still said with a strained neck, “Who let him bully Mommy all the time!”

“Tess,” Aunt Zhang took two more steps towards Tess Baker, with a few moments of begging, “Mister is all burnt out, he keeps calling your name, and he won’t listen when I talk, so go over there and see him.”

Tess Baker has a moment of relief and Bowen Carter is all burned out?

“Tess, the injuries on mister’s body have not been treated, and now he has a high fever, please persuade him to go to the hospital, he will surely listen to you!” Aunt Zhang said anxiously.

Tess Baker snapped back, her fists clenching and unclenching, unclenching and clenching again, but her face didn’t half change in expression, “If he had listened to me, how did I end up where I am now?”

Aunt Zhang, “Tess …”

“Aunt Zhang, I’m not going over there, it’s none of my business if he’s dead or alive.” Tess Baker interrupted her with determination in her eyes.

Aunt Zhang looked at her with a complicated expression.

She looked back at Aunt Zhang as well, her eyes cold.

The little guy lowered his head and didn’t know what he was thinking, just two little hands clenched together, not knowing what he was struggling with.

“Tess, I see that Mr. really knows that he is wrong this time, so you can … not possibly forgive him? Husband and wife living a life, can’t count so clear.” Aunt Zhang is still trying to persuade Tess Baker.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Tess Baker smiled bitterly, “If you were me, would you forgive Bowen Carter?”

He gives her hope, but repeatedly leaves her writhing in agony in the hell of despair.

Aunt Zhang’s eyes averted a bit, and finally sighed and went out after saying that breakfast was already ready and placed in the dining room.

“Mommy …,” the little one whispered.

Tess Baker had something on her mind and didn’t notice his tangled little eyes as she absentmindedly asked, “What’s wrong?”

“… It’s okay.” Seeing how bad she looked, the little one swallowed the words in her throat, only to still have a worried look on her little face.

…

“Tess Baker …”

“Don’t go … I’m sorry …”

“I’m sorry … don’t leave me!”

Bowen Carter lay on the bed with his eyes closed, an unnatural flush still on his handsome face, and his voice was light and heavy, sounding extraordinarily husky.

He’d only taken off his suit jacket and slept in a white shirt, now long crumpled and stained with messy, dense blood.

Seeing this, Aunt Zhang secretly sighed a sinful sigh, then walked to the bed and whispered, “Sir? Sir you wake up.”