Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot

Chapter 1300 - 1299: Hope It’s Not a Concussion

Because those spots are all injured, the gauze is wrapped around several times, so her sleeves can’t be pulled down.She is at least wearing a very comfy pajama pants, but earlier Nia Mitchell had rolled the pant legs up, saying it was to let the wounds air out.

When Maxwell Peary saw an outsider come in, he immediately reached out to pull Nia Mitchell’s pant legs back down.

How could he let another man see his little Rabina Mitchell’s ****.

Silvia Waterborne walked over, and only then did she notice the big bump on Nia Mitchell’s forehead.

"How did you even hurt your forehead? How exactly did you fall?"

Silvia Waterborne immediately sat down next to Nia Mitchell and leaned in to look closely at the bump on her head.

"Did you go to the Hospital? Make sure it’s not a concussion."

"Anton Swan said it’s fine."

Silvia Waterborne also knew Anton Swan by name.

Just then the butler Frederick Goldsmith walked over; Maxwell Peary had just instructed him to tell the kitchen to prepare a few more dishes.

"Bro, you’ve really got to keep an eye on little sis-in-law, she’s somehow even more careless than me."

At least she wouldn’t manage to trip while walking and end up hurting herself this badly.

Hearing that, Nia Mitchell felt terribly embarrassed and struggled to sit up.

"Don’t move around."

Seeing her squirming, Maxwell Peary spoke up right away.

"I don’t want to lie down anymore."

Really, she just felt that with guests in the house, her still lying there was a bit impolite.

Hearing her say that, Maxwell Peary walked over and gently lifted her up.

"If you don’t want to lie down, you should tell me. Your arms and knees are both injured—how are you supposed to change positions?"

Nia Mitchell: ...

It’s just a bit of scraped skin, why is he making it sound so dramatic?

Anyone who didn’t know better would think she’d damaged her muscles and bones.

"I’m fine now, it doesn’t hurt anymore today."

With Maxwell Peary’s help, Nia Mitchell shifted into a sitting position, then glanced awkwardly at the other three.

Silvia Waterborne shook her head; no wonder the butler wasn’t in the Living Room—turns out he didn’t want to play third wheel.

Tsk tsk.

Honestly, she really hadn’t expected her own son to go this far for a woman.

"Everyone, sit down."

Nia Mitchell saw that she was the only one sitting on the sofa while the others were just standing there; she felt really uncomfortable.

"Alright, we’re all family here."

Silvia Waterborne immediately pulled Ethan Martinez down to sit beside her, telling him to relax a bit.

In the Entertainment Circle, the best friend Silvia Waterborne had made was Ethan Martinez.

Don’t look at the massive age gap between them; they genuinely clicked.

In this huge scandal, Ethan Martinez was the only one willing to help her sincerely and wholeheartedly.

Everyone else kept as far away as they could.

Thinking of that, Silvia Waterborne felt a bit disheartened.

"I’ve already left the Entertainment Circle. I’m planning to finally relax for a while—I’m going to go traveling in a few days."

"I’m going too!"

Evelyn Peary immediately raised her hand, face full of excitement.

"And your shop? You’re just going to abandon it?"

"I can go have fun with you first. After we hit a few countries I’ll come back."

Evelyn Peary spoke with total nonchalance; besides, it’s not like the shop can’t run without the boss—that’s what she pays employees for, right?

Hearing "travel," Nia Mitchell really yearned for it, her eyes shining.

"You can forget it. Just look at your injuries."

Nia Mitchell: ...

The CEO really knows exactly which pot not to mention; sometimes he’s just way too much.

She could only sigh and stretch out her ears to listen to the two of them plotting where to go.