Spoil Me More, Dear Huaband

“Young master, where to?” The driver inquired cautiously, his grip on the steering wheel tightening.

Bowen Carter sighed lightly and pinched his brow wearily, “To the Bishouen Pavilion.”

Except for the time of physical needs, Bowen Carter basically will not go back.

It’s funny to say that he used to be disgusted by the mere sight of Tess Baker’s phone calls. But now there is not even a message, he is a bit at a loss.

The heart is like a dense layer of ants crawling, so he felt a little uncomfortable.

…

The first time I got out of the car, I saw the lights and candles in the villa from afar, and there was a faint scent of food.

The actual divorce agreement, the plane crash, did not that woman do it?

A healthy person, how could it be possible that she is on the accident?

“Sir, you’re back?” As soon as I entered the door, I saw Aunt Zhang carrying soup to the living room table, very kind.NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

Bowen Carter’s steps, then remembered that today is Friday, with Tess Baker in basically all the housework is done by Tess Baker, but Bowen Carter still hired a nanny, weekend to come over to clean up and cook.

“Where’s the lady.” Bowen Carter asked, pretending not to care, handing his briefcase to the nanny.

“I don’t know, I didn’t see her when I came in, maybe she went out, I guess she’ll be back soon.”

Aunt Zhang’s tone was a bit happy when she spoke, she had been here for more than half a year and could see that the couple did not seem to have a good relationship, although the lady had a good personality, but the gentleman had always been indifferent.

Now sir is willing to ask, and Aunt Zhang is naturally a little happy, or look forward to the two younger generation of good.

Bowen Carter did not say anything, and went straight to the second floor bedroom, but his steps were a bit hurried.

Once the bedroom door is pushed open, the residual smell of perfume rushes into the nostrils, the inside does not seem to have changed much, but there are many things missing.

As Tess Baker said, there were a few thin sheets of paper on the snowy white bed, and the divorce agreement could be seen in big letters from a distance.

“Tess Baker?” Bowen Carter called out in a mute voice, beginning to feel something vaguely.

There was still a bouquet of white roses on the dresser that hadn’t dried out yet, but the bits and pieces of skin care products were gone. After looking around, Bowen Carter found a closet full of clothes.

I should have been relieved, but those clothes are the high-fashion he had sent, from dresses to suits everything luxurious, Tess Baker … has never moved?

There are also those whole sets of expensive jewelry, limited edition bags, but all that he had people send, but they were left behind.

It feels as if even the things that are related to him are not willing to be brought at all.

Tess Baker, really good.

Bowen Carter is still no expression, picking up the thin sheets of paper on the bed, only a quick glance, and then raised his hand to tear up.

The paper scattered like snowflakes scattered all over the bed, against Bowen Carter’s dark eyes look particularly cold.

Tess Baker wanted to leave, with his permission?

When he first tried to climb into his bed, he gave her the name of Mrs. Nan, but now he wants to glance away with a paper divorce agreement?

Dream on!

“Aunt Zhang,” Bowen Carter called out, pointing to the unopened clothes in the closet with a somber look, “pack up Tess Baker’s things and throw them away.”

“This …” Aunt Zhang froze, rubbing her hands on her apron a little overwhelmed.

“I won’t say it twice.” The hostility around Bowen Carter was overwhelming.