Spoil Me More, Dear Huaband

“Tess Baker,” Bowen Carter hugged her from behind, only to feel the extra thin body in his arms, “I’m sorry …”

The last three words were said with difficulty, mixed with unspoken complexities.This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Tess Baker opened her eyes and looked straight into the closet in front of her, her red lips curving into a sneer.

What’s the point of saying sorry all the time when you’ve done so many things wrong?

“I’ve never loved anyone before and I don’t know how to love someone.” Bowen Carter hugged her a little harder, like he was trying to set her in his bones, “I’d give anything to make up for all the wrong I’ve done, give me another chance to love you, okay?”

The corners of Tess Baker’s mouth curved wider, while a layer of watery light seeped out from under her eyes.

Her heart has long been torn to pieces by him and thrown into the fire to be burned into ashes, and she can no longer love him or give him a chance …

“Tess Baker,” Bowen Carter held her a little stronger, speaking with a touch of caution that wasn’t his, “just give me another chance, whatever you want me to do!”

“Bowen Carter, you don’t know what love is, and what you think love is, is nothing more than possession.” Tess Baker’s voice was laced with indescribable exhaustion.

Bowen Carter’s body stiffened and drilled as he rested his chin on her shoulder, his voice soft, “Then teach me.”

Tess Baker shook her head, her voice tinted a bit hoarse, “I can’t teach anymore …”

Bowen Carter was inexplicably uneasy as he held her so hard that the knuckles of his hands turned white, “You don’t have to teach, just stand and wait for me to love you.”

“Bowen Carter, if you really love me and want to make it up to me, let me go.” It was the first time in so many days that Tess Baker had spoken calmly to Bowen Carter.

She was twenty-nine, a mother of two, and no longer had the courage to fall in love with a sensational relationship.

Bowen Carter breathed a little harder as he turned off the light and said coldly, “It’s late, go to bed.”

She can only be his in this life, even if she dies, he will follow down and haunt her in life! He can promise her everything she asks for … except letting go!

Tess Baker closed her eyes as tears rolled silently down her cheeks.

She’s a fool to think she can reason with a dictator like Bowen Carter!

The moonlight shed a bright light through the curtains in front of the bed, so cold that it had no temperature. The room was quiet, leaving only the sound of two people’s rough and shallow breathing.

Bowen Carter is inexplicably upset, feeling that two children are no longer enough to retain Tess Baker.

He moved forward a bit so that her back was pressed against his chest, and only a real touch like that could give his restless heart a brief moment of peace.

“On the camping trip your junior year, you said you loved the stars in the mountains. When the weather warms up a bit, I’ll take you to see the stars.” In the darkness, his voice was much gentler than usual.

Tess Baker, however, was no longer as placid as she had just been when she said coolly, “I don’t remember any of your sweet memories with Wendy Summer, okay?”

When he spoke of stargazing, her mind flashed extremely quickly to a scene of her snuggled in the arms of a teenager looking at the stars and seemingly happy.

It would be a memory from her time as Wendy Summer, and today, for some reason, she always had memories belonging to Wendy Summer popping up in her head.

But she didn t want Bowen Carter to know this, she didn t want him to trap her with sweet memories of him and Wendy Summer that would make her … jealous.

Bowen Carter didn’t make a sound, his expression unreadable in the darkness, only a sense of despondency emanating from him.

“Don’t ever tell me about you and Wendy Summer again, I don’t want to hear it.” Tess Baker was a little annoyed inside, “If you really want to talk about it, talk about it to fake Wendy Summer, she should be happy to tell you about it.”

“Go to sleep, good night.” Bowen Carter whispered after a moment of silence.

Tess Baker vaguely felt a kiss land in her hair, and her body stiffened as she tried to move away from him. But his hands were firmly locked around her, and she ended up falling asleep in his arms.

Surprisingly, I had a rare good night’s sleep.

Noon the next day.

Aunt Zhang went upstairs to call Tess Baker for dinner and crumbled, “Someone over at the old mansion just called and said that the fake Wendy Summer ran away and asked …”

Tess Baker in the back wasn’t even listening, and her face was ugly as hell.

Frank Duke said he would help the fake Wendy Summer escape at noon today, and it turns out that the fake Wendy Summer really escaped at that time… is it a coincidence, or is it his handiwork?

If it’s true that Frank Duke helped fake Wendy Summer escape, then he’s far more powerful than she thinks.

And the most crucial point, is he helping Fake Wendy Summer purely to show her strength? Or is … the appearance of fake Wendy Summer closely related to him?

“Tess, why do you look so bad, are you not feeling well again?” Aunt Zhang said worriedly, “I have that doctor’s phone number, so bear with me for a while, I’ll call that doctor over here.”

When she finished, she took out her cell phone and started going through the numbers.

“No Aunt Zhang, I’m fine.” Tess Baker’s fists clenched softly, unable to say why she was nervous, “What’s up with that fake Wendy Summer escape? Did you find anyone?”

“No.” Aunt Zhang frowned and said, “You say it’s strange, several bodyguards are watching her, she can’t run out alone. But if we say that someone is helping her, the old mansion side really can’t find such a person …”

At this point, she paused and looked over at Tess Baker, “The old man says there might be someone behind this fake Wendy Summer, what do you think?”

“I don’t have much contact with her to guess.” Tess Baker lowered her eyes, hiding the gaze that drifted beneath them.

Aunt Zhang smiled sardonically and just assumed that she didn’t dislike the fake Wendy Summer because of Bowen Carter, “Alright, let’s not talk about her, hurry down and eat or the food will get cold.”

Tess Baker nodded and followed her absentmindedly.

Yesterday Frank Duke didn’t return any more messages and she thought he was just talking, but it turns out that fake Wendy Summer actually did run away today …

She knew she shouldn’t have been interested in Frank Duke’s offer, but actually hearing about the fake Wendy Summer’s escape made her a little giddy.

“Where’s Bowen Carter?” Tess Baker sat down and realized she was alone at the table.

Aunt Zhang, “The Master has sent Mister to the old mansion to deal with the fake Wendy Summer escape, as I already told you upstairs.”

“Oh, I didn’t hear you just now.” Tess Baker tugged at her lips, but there was no smile under her eyes, “What does the old man mean? Getting Bowen Carter to get Wendy Summer back?”

Aunt Zhang, “It should be. That Wendy Summer still has … in her stomach,” she glanced at Tess Baker’s somewhat ugly face and paused for a moment before saying, “The old man’s kind of person who values bloodlines wouldn’t let Wendy Summer’s child stay outside.”

Hearing this, Tess Baker’s brow tightened uncontrollably.

The old man valued the bloodline so much that even if she left, it would be difficult to take the two children with her.

“Tess, you don’t look too good, do you really not need to call a doctor?” Aunt Zhang asked worriedly.