Spoiled By The CEO: Why The Wife Is Kinda Sweet?

Chapter 802 He Suddenly Wanted to See Her

They didn’t go too far, sitting in the garden in front of the wing building.

Warm sunlight shone on her head and warmed her up like a huge and fluffy blanket wrapped around

her.

Ella was right beside her. Afraid that she might catch a cold, Ella brought a thin blanket with her.

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There was a big pond on the outer edge of the garden. Usually, it was Donald who had people take

care of it, and Felix rarely went there.

Donald thought the garden was too empty and didn’t look good, so he asked people to grow some

water lilies in the pond.

It was April, and normally, water lilies didn’t bloom around this time of the year.

However, probably because it had been warmed these days, or that the species of the flowers were

different, the water lilies were in bud already.

Since there was nothing else better to do for the moment, Queeny would also like to see some flowers.

Ella wheeled her over to the pond in a light mood.

They stopped at the pond. As expected, there were many pale pink water lilies in blossom across the

pond.

Some of them were in bud, while most of them were in full bloom.

Ella was a little surprised.

"Wow, they were still in the bud the other day, but how come they bloom so soon?"

She ran over to the pond and picked one as she spoke.

The tender and delicate water lily looked even lovelier with its green leaves. Queeny’s lips curved into a

smile as she looked at the flower.

"You just picked Donald’s flower. What you gonna do if he blames you for this?"

Queeny joked.

Ella snorted slightly, "No, he won’t. Donald is a kind man. The other day, he asked the gardeners to

pick some flowers and give them to us. He thinks they would light up the room and put us in a better

mood, so he wouldn’t mind."

Queeny gave a slight smile as she heard that.

Donald was always so considerate and amiable to everyone.

Just as the two of them were talking and laughing, Ella suddenly paused.

She trotted over to Queeny and whispered, "Miss Horton, isn’t that Miss Collins?"

Queeny tilted her head and looked up in the direction Ella pointed at.

She saw Bella hurrying away in another direction with her head slightly lowered.

Ella frowned.

"Where is she heading to? Isn’t … Mr. Bissel’s building in that direction? Didn’t he say no one is

allowed to visit him during the day?"

Queeny looked calm, but her eyes darkened.

She said, "Maybe she has something to tell him."

She looked away as she finished her words.

Ella watched Queeny’s face, finding her cool and uninterested, and something flashed across her eyes.

With that, she smiled, "It could be. Otherwise, Mr. Bissel wouldn’t see her cuz he hates her. If there’s

anyone he should be seeing, it should be you."

Suddenly, Queeny’s hand, which was smoothing down her dress, paused.

She looked up at Ella.

She stared at her with her piercing eyes and asked, "How so?"

Ella beamed a smile.

"It’s true. We all know that Mr. Bissel really cares about you. Bella just doesn’t want to admit it. How

many times has Mr. Bissel come to visit you? How many times to her? If she didn’t throw herself at him,

Mr. Bissel might have forgotten about her already."

Queeny gave a cold smile, and she looked at Ella in a sneer.

"Oh? Who taught you that?"

Ella was stunned.

Queeny was obviously smiling, but there was something in her eyes that sent a chill down her spine.

Suddenly, Ella realized something. She got nervous and explained at once, "I didn’t mean it, Miss

Horton. Forget what I said…"

"Don’t say that again."

Queeny looked away indifferently as if she didn’t want to continue the conversation anymore.

She looked straight ahead and said faintly, "Bella and I are very different, so there’s no comparison

between us. Besides, what happened between Felix and me isn’t like what you think at all, so I don’t

care if they are close or not. Don’t say that to me again."

A shiver ran down Ella’s spine.

She looked carefully at Queeny, only to see her decisive and earnest face.

Only then did Ella realize Queeny meant it.

She said nothing else but replied in a low voice immediately, "Yes. Of course."

Now Queeny was no longer in the mood for a walk.

Before long, Queeny wheeled herself back to her room.

She thought of what Ella just said and gave a sarcastic smile.

Felix "cares about" her?

Queeny didn’t in the least think so.

She found it too ironic to bear, so she put it all behind and went to bed.

Meanwhile, in the main building of the castle.

Bella was overjoyed.

It had been some time since she had come to the castle, and this was the first time Felix had ever

asked to see her.

Bella had no idea why Felix suddenly wanted to see her, but she assumed that it couldn’t be something

bad.

Besides, it was her honor to be invited over, and that meant their relationship went a step further.

Therefore, she would do anything he asked her to do this time, even if… in bed.

Bella got even more excited with this in mind.

Soon, she entered the hall of the main building and saw Ford waiting for her there. He gave a faint

smile and walked up at the sight of her.

"You came, Miss Collins. Mr. Bissel is waiting for you upstairs."

Upstairs?

Bella was surprised to hear that.

The second floor was Felix’s private area, and usually, no one was allowed in.

Last time, Bella tried so hard to get into his study, and she almost ended up being kicked out of the

castle.

But he invited her to join him upstairs today?

Was he ready to accept her?

The thought sent a thrill to Bella’s heart, and she was having butterflies in her stomach.

She nodded and followed Ford upstairs.

In the meantime, in a room on the second floor…

There was someone else in the extravagantly furnished room besides Felix.

A middle-aged man was lolling back in a wide sofa, with his slender legs crossed. One of his hands

was resting on the arm of the sofa, with a nice cigar in his other hand. Squinting, he was puffing and

talking with Felix with a smile.

Meanwhile, Felix, who looked reserved and cool as usual, was sitting on the sofa across from him, with

a glint of shrewdness and calculation in his eyes.