Chapter 212: Chapter 212: Third Young Master Marshall Makes His Relationship Public, Social Circle Explodes
Ashton Marshall opened the kitchen door to find Bella Woods taking out seafood from the fridge one by one.
“Don’t you dare help; I’m going to make you a midnight snack myself.” Bella Woods sternly reminded him, “I’m a very independent university student who needs no help.”
Ashton Marshall was amused by her seriousness, leaning against the door, arms crossed over his chest.
“Okay, I didn’t intend to help. Just curious how a beautiful, cute university student manages to be so independent.”
“Watch away, but why so much flattery?” Bella Woods felt a bit embarrassed by him.
Ashton Marshall chuckled lightly and tilted his head to watch her.
The fridge had two layers of seafood.
One layer had live seafood under an oxygen preservation mode.
The other layer was processed seafood.
Bella Woods wanted Ashton Marshall to have fresh seafood, so she decided to handle them right away.
She started with the sauce, then moved on to the seafood.
Due to years of independence and experience in taking care of two elderly people, Bella Woods was very thodical, especially in the kitchen—precise and efficient.
Ashton Marshall watched silently, his gaze involuntarily becoming softer.
He wanted to help, but realizing Bella Woods didn’t need it, he continued to watch silently.
He only stepped in to help when Bella Woods’ sleeves were falling or hair straying, and then returned to his spot by the door.
While working, Bella Woods couldn’t help but glance over at Ashton Marshall and laugh.
Whenever she laughed, Ashton Marshall couldn’t help but laugh along.
It was quite healing.
He snapped so photos with his phone.
He sneakily took a photo of Bella Woods’ hand holding the spatula and posted it on his social dia feed.
Ashton Marshall’s social dia was mostly blank; this was one of the rare instances he posted sothing, and it imdiately caused a stir.
The Marshall Family.
The old man lay on the bed, wearing reading glasses and scrolling through his phone. Suddenly a social dia notification popped up, and it was Ashton Marshall’s post.
The old man even zood in to look at the girl’s hand in the photo.
“What’s wrong?” Mrs. Sutton, having finished her skincare routine, was about to get into bed. Seeing the old man’s serious expression, she asked.
The old man handed the phone to Mrs. Sutton: “Check this girl’s background. If needed, she could be a stepping stone for Ethan to rise.”
The old man’s eyes were full of sches.
All these years, he felt indebted to Mrs. Sutton and Ethan Marshall and only wanted to help Ethan rise before his ti was up.
Otherwise, once he was gone, Mrs. Sutton and Ethan’s positions in the Marshall Family would be at risk.
“Also, you need to handle the girl with Ethan. He can’t have any random won around as he prepares to take over the Marshall Family.”
Mrs. Sutton stared at Bella Woods’ hand in the photo. Thinking of how Bella Woods had contradicted her before, her temper flared.
“I’ll find out about this girl.” Mrs. Sutton’s eyes turned sly.
When the ti cos, Ethan should pursue the girl in the photo to deliver a fatal blow to Ashton!
The Hughes Family.
Cyan Marshall sat at her dressing table, doing her daily skincare routine, but her expression imdiately turned serious upon seeing Ashton’s post.
“What’s wrong?” Daniel Hughes had just returned and bent down to kiss Cyan Marshall on the forehead.
Cyan Marshall showed him the photo without saying a word; the couple had been together for years and understood each other without words.
The incident after the party, I’ll arrange for it,” Daniel Hughes said seriously.
“After it, we can’t let Bella et anyone or let anyone find her.” Cyan Marshall reminded.
Daniel Hughes nodded.
Paradise World Bar.
Oliver Hughes was drinking alone gloomily. When he saw Ashton’s social dia post, he couldn’t help but exclaim, “Damn!”
“What’s up, Young Master Oliver?” Allan Season, already tipsy, leaned over upon hearing Oliver’s exclamation.
Oliver explained, “My uncle has revealed…my future aunt’s hand.”
Allan Season leaned in to look, seeing a close-up of a hand busy in the kitchen.
So late, in the Cascade Court kitchen.
And it’s posted on Ashton’s social dia.
The implications were obvious.
“My uncle is serious about her then.” Oliver concluded.
Ever since the appearance of this future aunt, Oliver had been curious and itching to know who she was.
Truly curious.
“This hand looks familiar?” Allan Season muttered while staring at the photo.
Oliver snatched his phone back, mocking him, “My future aunt must be soone of noble birth; what do you know?”
Oliver’s temper was always bad, and his words never kind.
Allan Season rubbed his nose, said nothing more, but stole a few more glances at the photo.
The more he looked, the more familiar it seed.
Cascade Court.
Bella Woods had no idea about the attention Ashton Marshall’s social dia post had caused.
She was earnestly making a midnight snack for Ashton.
Two steaming bowls of seafood noodles.
One bowl per person.
Placed on the coffee table in the living room, with Bella Watson’s favorite variety show playing. She sat on the carpet, Ashton Marshall on the sofa, with his legs beside Bella’s arm.
Outside, a light drizzle had started without them noticing.
“Is it good?” Bella Woods raised her head to ask.
“Yes, very fresh and fragrant.” Ashton Marshall seriously tasted and comnted, “The spiciness is just right, very warming to the stomach.”
His complints to her were never perfunctory.
“As long as you like it.” Bella Woods replied happily.
Ashton Marshall reached out to ruffle Bella Woods’ hair: “Thank you, our clever and beautiful university student Bella, for making such a delicious midnight snack.”
“You’re welco, handso and wealthy President Marshall; serving you is my pleasure.” Bella Woods responded in a serious tone.
Then they looked at each other and burst out laughing.
Outside, the rain unknowingly intensified, but the room was warm, filled with the aroma of the hot midnight snack.
And each other’s company.
…
The next day.
Bella Woods had an 8 a.m. class and got up early, face looking gloomy.
After getting ready, Ashton Marshall had already prepared her breakfast and packed it in a bag, along with two big tool bags for Bella.
“Have your breakfast in the car.” Ashton Marshall kissed Bella Woods on the forehead.
“Don’t feel like going to class.”
So cold, and so early.
Yesterday’s storm had stopped today, but the ground was still wet.
It seed winter arrived overnight.
“Don’t worry, after this, we’ll move close to the new place, won’t have to co here anymore.”
Because it’s far, Bella had to wake up half an hour earlier.
“If I had known, I wouldn’t have co to find you. So far away, having a car is amazing, President Marshall is amazing.” The little girl’s morning grumpiness lingered, and she kept muttering.
Ashton Marshall just pampered her, taking her down to the car.
He personally drove the car, Bella Woods sat in the passenger seat eating breakfast, eyelids drooping.
As Ashton Marshall drove, he glanced at her occasionally, unable to suppress a smile.
When Ashton Marshall drove out from the garage at Cascade Court, he didn’t notice a car that was parked outside on the road the whole ti.
Ashton Marshall drove out, and Nina Sutton, seeing Ashton Marshall driving and Bella Woods in the passenger seat, shed tears of envy.
Since seeing the social dia post yesterday, Nina Sutton couldn’t sit still and directly ca to wait under Cascade Court.
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