Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot

She absolutely won’t go back to the Davidson Family Martial Arts Academy; that home has nothing to do with her anymore.

Owen Lewis looked at Annie Davidson like this and understood her determination.

But...

"Annie, I really like you."

Because I like you, that’s why I worry about you.

Listening to Owen Lewis say this, Annie Davidson suddenly laughed.

"Owen Lewis, stop lying to me."

He doesn’t actually like her.

"Let me ask you, if you liked me, why did you say such disrespectful words to me? If you liked me, why did you agree to divorce me? If you liked me, why did you change your Civil Affairs Bureau information after the divorce?"

Is this what he calls liking someone?

If this is still considered liking in Owen Lewis’s eyes, then she’s truly speechless.

Not wanting to discuss all these matters any further, Annie Davidson prepared to leave directly.

Seeing her like this, Owen Lewis grabbed her.

"I like you. If I didn’t like you, why would I take a bullet for you? If the things I did make you feel I don’t like you, I can change."

Annie Davidson!

No one is born knowing how to treat others well.

Marriage requires exploration; you can’t hold onto one point and not let go.

Back then, she was already like that, just pleading for a divorce.

How could Owen Lewis not let go?

If letting go meant Annie Davidson could live better, he wouldn’t regret it for a moment.

But she didn’t.

The current Annie Davidson is clearly even worse off.

Annie Davidson looked at Owen Lewis, shook her head.

Turned around and left.

Inside the private room, Nia Mitchell was eating the freshly served dessert, and Maxwell Peary was trying to stop her.

"Stop eating,"

He reached out and took the piece of pastry from Nia Mitchell’s hand, then turned the plate of pastries directly toward Shirley Grant.

"Why!"

Nia Mitchell protested, her mouth still full of pastry.

Although she protested, she didn’t reach out to turn the pastries back.

"You’ve already eaten enough; don’t overeat. Eating too much at night isn’t good."

Nia Mitchell has overeaten on delicious foods several times.

Such occurrences have happened a lot; he always has to be a bit cautious.

Listening to him say this, Nia Mitchell’s face turned slightly red.

"I won’t overeat today, you can rest assured."

Nia Mitchell looked pleadingly.

Seeing her pitiful look, Maxwell Peary still decisively refused.

This point can’t be indulged; it’s too much.

Later on, she’ll be the one to suffer.

Maxwell Peary insisted, and Nia Mitchell had no choice.

She could only sit there and pout.

Alan Morgan saw the pastries, picked up a piece and placed it in Shirley Grant’s bowl.

𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

"Try it."

Shirley Grant nodded gracefully and took a small bite.

Sweet but not greasy, it’s indeed quite tasty.

But she doesn’t particularly care about desserts, just occasionally trying them is fine.

Upon entering and seeing this scene, isn’t this just dog abuse?

After throwing up, Annie Davidson was clear-headed; seeing this scene, she wished she wasn’t clear-headed.

However...

She felt the most awkward wasn’t her, but Andrew Davidson sitting on the side...

Haha!

Andrew Davidson looked constipated, sitting there dejected.

Could this world be more tragic?

It’s bad enough that the person he likes is his good buddy’s woman, and he’s being tormented by them,

But honestly, Alan Morgan and Shirley Grant are pretty normal; they haven’t done anything too intimate.

But those two at the main seats...

Hey, hey, hey! Aren’t you being a bit too much?