Spoil Me More, Dear Huaband

Tess Baker gathered her fugitive thoughts and treated his wounds with alcohol pads before pouring some medicinal oil onto her hands, spreading it well on both hands before rubbing it onto his back.

The moment her cool fingertips made contact with his skin, Bowen Carter’s skin shrank and his breathing increased a little unnaturally.

Tess Baker didn’t notice his abnormality and carefully finished applying it to him before wiping her hands on a paper towel, “Okay, get up.”

She regretted rashly going to the Gate family. Today, she ruined the funeral of her senior grandfather by making such a mess.

Her head ached at the thought of her senior grandfather’s death, a life, how to pay it back?

Bowen Carter just sat up and saw the way she had wandered off and frowned slightly.

“Bowen Carter, I want to talk to you about something.” Tess Baker looked at him and said seriously. She’d dragged THE Gate family into enough places, she couldn’t drag THE Gate family into any more!

Bowen Carter pulled on his shirt and started buttoning it up, “If it’s the Gate family thing, it goes without saying.”

“Bowen Carter!”Tess Baker stood up, biting every word, “I admit that Senior confessed to me, but that’s all, we didn’t even touch hands, much less have any other fling. Now that Senior’s grandfather has passed away, please spare THE Gate family.”

“Limited to that?” Bowen Carter sneered, pulled out his cell phone, pulled up a bed picture of Dennis Gate and ‘Tess Baker’ and put it in front of her.

Tess Baker’s eyes snapped open and her first thought – the photo was a PS!

Bowen Carter put away his cell phone and leaned over, his face almost in hers, “Dennis Gate had a girl named Lucy Kid pretend to be you and take this picture years ago. Now, do you still think it’s limited to that?”

The news blew Tess Baker’s mind for a long time.

Her impression was that the senior had always been a gentle and humble gentleman, she never thought that the senior would do something like this!This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

“Why is it that whenever something happens, you can choose to trust someone else without hesitation, but never think to trust me?” Bowen Carter cupped her chin, and a flame seemed to be dancing in the bottom of his eyes.

The two people breathing intertwined, but no half ambiguity, only the sword drawn.

Tess Baker looked straight at him and suddenly smiled, “What about you? Choose to believe me when you see this picture, or get angry? I’m guessing the latter.”

She was in no position to question him, and he was in no position to question her, because between them, there was no semblance of trust.

Bowen Carter’s thin lips tensed into a straight line.

Tess Baker knew that the guess was right, but for some reason, something was lost inside.

Knock knock!

The doctor pushed the door in, “Master Carter, there are wards that need wards urgently, look at …”

Hospital beds are always tight.

Bowen Carter walked right out the door with his blazer on his left hand.

“Thanks.” Tess Baker forced a smile, and after saying thank you, followed Bowen Carter in a muddled fashion. First the death of the senior’s grandfather, then the senior’s reckoning, her mind was now a mess.

…

After leaving the hospital, the little one went back to the old house, while Tess Baker and Bowen Carter went back to Beauty Garden.

The two had zero communication along the way, and when they returned to Beauty Garden, they also went to their respective rooms without even giving each other a glance.

Seeing this, Aunt Zhang shook her head helplessly, when will this kind of day be the end?

Tess Baker returned to her room and sat quietly on her bed.

First, Bowen Carter suddenly asked her out to dinner and kicked Wendy Summer out in front of her, then came the news of her grandfather’s funeral, Bowen Carter took a beating for her, and finally Bowen Carter brought out the bed photos and said that her senior had set her up… …

Just as her mind was in turmoil, Bowen Carter suddenly walked in with a black face and pushed the door open.

“Something wrong?” Tess Baker asked.

Bowen Carter glanced at her coolly, walked up to her and pressed the object in her hand to her face, “Hold it.”

Subconsciously catching it, Tess Baker then realized he was holding a hard-boiled egg.

The two had just quarreled and he was still so concerned about her, which made her feel a bit complicated.

Bowen Carter handed her the stuff and went out, and after a while came in with seven or eight still steaming towels.

“How …” Tess Baker hadn’t finished asking when he snatched away the hard-boiled egg and then put a hot towel on her battered face.

The towel was hot, but not scalding, all the way down her battered face and into her heart.

She looked at his serious handsome face, this moment is a little confused: if only for the sake of the child, he has no need to do this, face injury and does not affect her childbirth, then why did he do this?

“Bowen Carter, are you being so nice to me, are you … only doing this for the kids? Do you want to divorce me when the kids are born and never let me see either of them again for the rest of my life?

In this moment, Tess Baker doesn’t want to second-guess him and wants to ask him face-to-face. But it was only the beginning of a sentence that was interrupted by Linda Mark’s murderous cries –

“Tess! Tess! Tess, where are you?”

Cliff Ford shouted in the back, “Linda Mark, I call your father, you do not run away, okay? The ground is full of snow … you slow down, the stairs jump three at once, you think you rabbit ah Linda Mark, you fucking slow down can die ah?”

Bang!

The door to the room was opened.

Linda Mark, like a fake pregnant woman with a pillow strapped to her stomach, ran gingerly to Tess Baker, holding her face and looking up and down.

Another circle around her, three hundred and sixty degrees without dead angle surveyed, and finally pressed on her stomach, full of tension.

Bowen Carter’s eyes moved around with Linda Mark’s salty paws and his face grew hard.

“Did you take too many pills?” Tess Baker slapped her hand away with a look of disgust.

Linda Mark held her in her arms and choked out a sob, “I was scared out of my wits when I heard you were being mobbed by the Gate family!”

“Don’t worry.” She only got one slap, and Bowen Carter took the rest for her.

Linda Mark still hugged her tightly and did not let go, “Fortunately … fortunately my godson is fine, if my godson is in trouble, who will betroth my daughter to a doll marriage ah?”

Tess Baker pushed her away with a cold face and continued to use the hot towel on her face.

“Are there any other injuries besides your face?” Seeing that her friend was not seriously hurt, Linda Mark’s heart returned to its rightful place.

Tess Baker glanced in Bowen Carter’s direction and was still a little touched in her heart, “Grandma Senior even hit me a few times with her cane, and Bowen Carter blocked it for me.”

If those crutches had landed on her, she’d probably be in bed right now.

Linda Mark looked at Bowen Carter as if she had seen a ghost and asked directly, “Master Carter, just say it, what do you mean? What do you mean? Do you like your ex-girlfriend or your current wife? If you like your ex-girlfriend, why are you protecting Tess, for which sperm you contributed, or for something else?”

If you really like your ex-girlfriend, don’t tease Tess all day long, two feet in one boat and all that is most annoying!