Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot

Chapter 1344 - 1343: You Two Are So Dirty

Since we’re in the hospital, seeing those hospital photos again made her speculate, of course.But she went to ask the CEO, who actually said he hadn’t seen Anne Davidson.

Isn’t this deceit?

"Did you already know I was in the hospital?"

Maxwell Peary sighed, not expecting that his first lie to Rabina Mitchell would be uncovered so easily.

"I just didn’t want you to overthink it."

Maxwell Peary came over and picked her up, then turned to head back to the bedroom.

Whatever issues a couple has can be resolved inside.

If they can’t be resolved, just press them onto the bed until they are.

"Let go of me!"

Though Nia Mitchell said that, she didn’t struggle.

Once placed on the bed, the CEO crouched down and looked up at her, gently holding her hand.

"I did meet Anne Davidson, but not in the way you think."

He patiently explained.

Nia Mitchell pouted, not saying anything.

"After Anne Davidson left the villa today, she passed out on the road, but insisted that the hospital call the company for me to pay the fees. Could I not go?"

If word got out, it wouldn’t be good.

Besides, even for a friend, paying a hospital fee is no big deal.

"But..."

That still doesn’t justify hugging, right?

"You have to trust me."

Maxwell Peary’s slightly furrowed brows were full of displeasure; he was very tired.

The words Nia Mitchell wanted to say were suppressed.

"Nia."

In her ear, it was his gentle voice.

Nia Mitchell sat there, her eyes red.

Seeing her like this, Maxwell Peary immediately stood up, leaned in, and kissed her solidly on the lips.

"Mmm!"

Nia Mitchell was shocked, her eyes widening.

Maxwell Peary didn’t give her time to react, swiftly conquering territory, soon the two kissed passionately and their bodies warmed.

"Nia, trust me, okay?"

That enchanting voice practically melted her.

"Okay..."

Whether it was a soft moan or a real agreement, Nia Mitchell only uttered that word into his ear.

"Honey, your injury has healed."

"Honey..."

His enticing voice traveled over, making Nia Mitchell feel her whole body was numb.

"Hus... husband... okay..."

He kissed her again, but this time his hands started misbehaving.

Soon, the two faced each other openly.

Maxwell Peary glanced at her knee, the scab hadn’t fallen off yet and looked particularly alarming.

"Little minx~~"

Giving her no time to react, Maxwell Peary pressed down with his waist.

......

Two hours later, Maxwell Peary led Nia Mitchell to the dining hall.

Frederick Goldsmith immediately prepared dinner.

In the dining hall, Nia Mitchell lay on the dining table, not wanting to move.

"I told you, I’m not hungry anymore."

She’s been at home for two days doing nothing, and feels like she hasn’t digested yet.

The lunch she ate at noon hasn’t left her hungry even now.

Listening to her words, Maxwell Peary’s eyes carried a smile, as he reached out to place a piece of small rib in her bowl.

"Even if you’re not hungry, eat a little; look at you, you seem to have no strength left."

Bang!

Nia Mitchell’s face turned red suddenly, glaring at the CEO with angry eyes.

"It’s all because of you, I told you no, but you still..."