Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot
Chapter 36 We Will Never Divorce

Chapter 36: Chapter 36 We Will Never Divorce

Nia Mitchell lowered her head. Actually, she knew she shouldn’t be so willful.

"I’m sorry..." Nia Mitchell suddenly burst into tears again, standing there, unsure of what to do.

Maxwell Peary stood up, hugged her, and wiped away her tears. "It was me who was a bit impulsive."

He kissed her eyes, which were swollen like walnuts. "I’ll work on my temper. Give me another chance, alright? Let’s not mention divorce anymore, okay?"

Nia Mitchell buried her head in his chest, WAH... She shouldn’t have been so willful.

On their very first day of marriage, both of them had brought up divorce. Was this destined to mean their marriage would be out of the ordinary?

Maxwell Peary smoothed Nia Mitchell’s hair. "Shall we replace the things in the house together?"

Nia Mitchell’s eyes lit up. She immediately took the pair of pink slippers from the bag and tossed them onto the floor. "I want to change into these slippers first."

With those words, Nia Mitchell kicked off the pink slippers she was wearing and quickly slipped into the new ones. Mhm, they looked good.

Maxwell Peary chuckled and shook his head. This was his spirited and utterly unruly little wife.

So, he copied her, kicking off his own slippers and standing barefoot on the floor.

Nia Mitchell stared at him blankly. It took her a moment to react before she picked up the other new pair of slippers and placed them on the floor. "How are they? Are they comfortable?"

Nia Mitchell looked at Maxwell Peary like a primary school student awaiting praise, her face full of anticipation.

"They’re... COUGH, passable."

Maxwell Peary touched his nose. These slippers were actually much cheaper than the previous ones and not as comfortable.

Nia Mitchell’s little face fell instantly. Uncle Peary doesn’t like them.

"But..." Maxwell Peary smiled, reached out to lift Nia Mitchell’s small face, and gently tapped her nose. "Mr. Peary gives Mrs. Peary’s service full marks."

Nia Mitchell immediately went from sad to happy, her face beaming with smiles. "I really like this blue pair; they look so good. Uncle, you look especially handsome in them."

Is she a professional flatterer?

Maxwell Peary shook his head, put on those slippers, and sat down on the sofa. He picked up a bottle of water and took a sip, watching her little figure bustling about, his heart filled with contentment.

"Stop tidying up for now. Take a rest." His heart ached seeing her constantly busy. Maxwell Peary patted the spot beside him on the sofa.

Nia Mitchell nodded, obediently sat down, and then leaned over to rest her head on his lap, feeling exceptionally comfortable and at ease.

Just then, the Grand Gate of the Villa was opened.

"Young Master, Young Madam."

Butler Frederick Goldsmith had been hesitating outside the door for half an hour before he finally opened it and walked in. To this moment, he still couldn’t believe the Young Master was married.

Frederick Goldsmith glanced at the Young Madam. Hmm, so young. Has she graduated yet?

"Who’s this?" Nia Mitchell looked up at Frederick Goldsmith, blinked her eyes, and looked to Maxwell Peary for help.

Maxwell Peary smiled and ruffled her hair. "This is the Villa’s butler, Frederick Goldsmith. He took a week’s leave and returned today."

Nia Mitchell’s eyes darted around. So that’s how it is. She had been wondering earlier how such a large Villa could have only Uncle Peary in it.

"Hello, Butler Goldsmith. I’m Nia Mitchell." Nia Mitchell gave Frederick Goldsmith a sweet smile. Her endearing and well-behaved demeanor made her instantly likable.

"Good day, Young Madam. May I ask if dinner needs to be prepared tonight?"

Nia Mitchell was taken aback and looked up at Maxwell Peary. "Uncle Peary, do we need to prepare dinner? I remember we agreed to have a big meal out." She wasn’t sure what to decide.

Just then, Maxwell Peary’s phone screen lit up; a new text message had arrived.

"No need." Maxwell Peary looked at the text message on his phone, and his face instantly stiffened.