Chapter 225: Chapter 217: Jealous Now, Third Young Master Marshall
Bella Woods looked at the handso face so close to her, those deep eyes seed to hide stories, full of emotion, irresistibly attractive.
Bella Woods quickly stepped back: “You smooth-talker.”
She hurried back into the car, trying to calm her racing heart.
By the ti Ashton Marshall returned to the car, Bella had mostly regained her composure.
The two headed to Bella’s new ho.
However, as soon as the car arrived downstairs in the neighborhood, Bella spotted Oliver Hughes leaning against his car, staring intently at the entrance, clearly waiting for soone.
With Ashton’s car arriving, Oliver picked up his phone and dialed a number.
It was Bella’s number he dialed.
Confused, Bella answered, and Oliver directly asked, “Where are you?”
“What do you want?” Bella currently had no patience for Oliver.
Oliver felt quite displeased; soone who used to cater to his every whim was now speaking to him without any politeness.
“Bella Woods, don’t talk to in that tone, I don’t like it,” Oliver reprimanded her, “Even if my mom approves of you becoming a daughter of the Hughes Family, don’t forget, that’s a favor from , and I hope you rember it.”
“If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up now.”
“Wait a mont.” Oliver suddenly focused on a car approaching: “Why do I see my uncle’s car?”
Saying this, Oliver walked over.
The car was waiting to enter the neighborhood, waiting at the barrier, and Oliver stood next to the car window, knocking on it.
“I saw my uncle’s car, hold on,” Oliver reminded.
Oliver knocked on the window on Bella’s side, and Ashton made no move, simply turning to look at Bella, raising an eyebrow.
Bella understood his aning, leaving it up to her whether to roll down the window.
Bella hadn’t expected Oliver to suddenly co looking for her.
But before Bella could respond, Oliver had already hung up on her.
In less than a minute, Ashton’s phone rang.
Ashton glanced at the caller ID, showing Bella Oliver’s na, and answered, putting the call on speaker.
“Uncle, I saw the car. Is it you inside, or one of your n?” Oliver asked, trying to peer inside.
He seed to want to understand the scene inside but couldn’t see clearly.
“It’s .” Ashton answered clearly.
“Then why didn’t you open the window when I knocked? I actually ca to find Bella Woods, but then I saw your car, so I wanted to greet you,” Oliver explained.
He always spoke to Ashton with the utmost respect.
Firstly, because Ashton was an elder.
Secondly, because Oliver was quite afraid of Ashton.
Of course, the primary reason was Ashton’s status.
Oliver was well aware of his lack of talent in business; managing the bar and racing club was purely out of personal interest, willing to spend money, earning from people in the sa circle and level.
Now the Hughes Family had Daniel Hughes, and once Daniel and Cyan Marshall retired, the Hughes Family would be his. But he was used to extravagant living, and as long as Ashton could protect him as an uncle, he could continue being a playboy.
The Hughes Family would remain prosperous.
“Uncle, why didn’t you open the window?” Oliver didn’t understand.
“Why?” Ashton tilted his head, looking at Bella.
From the mont Oliver knocked on the window, Ashton gave all the choice to Bella, letting her decide whether or not to open it.
Just like from the start of their relationship, Ashton left it to Bella to decide how public they wanted to be; even marrying imdiately was okay.
But if she didn’t want it public, he respected her and all her considerations.
Bella felt Ashton’s gaze was full of aning, and she was a bit flustered inside.
Being found out by Rose Woods didn’t alarm her.
But being discovered by Oliver Hughes made Bella very nervous.
She didn’t know how Cyan Marshall would think of her, being so kind and loving to her, yet she was entangled with her brother.
“Why?” Ashton asked again, looking at Bella.
Bella bit her lip, eting Ashton’s gaze.
She felt that Ashton didn’t want to go public either because he had his ‘white moonlight,’ and their relationship was just a fleeting amusent.
He always knew Bella wanted to leave, so he thought of putting a period on their relationship.
Even now, Ashton was just waiting for her to handle this situation.
Thinking this, Bella suddenly grabbed Ashton’s face and kissed him.
She had gone from being a novice to learning many things from Ashton, especially in kissing, no longer biting or running out of breath as soon as she kissed.
Now she was proficient, even able to intentionally make sounds that Oliver could hear on the other end of the phone.
Oliver, having been through countless flings, understood imdiately upon hearing such sounds.
“Oh, oh, I see… well, I won’t disturb Uncle and future Aunt anymore,” Oliver clarified the situation imdiately, “I ca to find my fiancée, Bella… we agreed during the banquet to reestablish our engagent.
My mom also knows about this, hoping Uncle can be present.”
Oliver’s words made Bella frown, and she kissed him harder.
Hearing the sound, Oliver hastily said: “Well, I’ll discuss this matter separately at the company later. I won’t disturb Uncle and Aunt’s affection… Wish Uncle and Aunt a stable and loving relationship.”
Oliver gave a few sweet blessings before hanging up the phone.
He returned to his car.
Bella released Ashton’s lips, the two eting eyes.
anwhile, Bella’s phone rang again. As she was about to pull apart a bit, Ashton suddenly held her head.
“How co I didn’t know our Little Bella is going to resu an engagent with Oliver Hughes?” Ashton raised an eyebrow.
Bella was also confused by this.
The previous agreent was for Cyan Marshall to adopt her as a daughter, not a resumption of the engagent, and Oliver had agreed to that.
“Maybe he’s making it up,” Bella could only think of that.
“You know, his words are never reliable. The rich boy always acts on a whim,” Bella complained.
Ashton laughed: “Seems like our Little Bella knows my little nephew well.”
“Are you jealous?” Bella suddenly said.
Ashton was montarily stunned, imdiately denying it: “Nonsense.”
Bella quickly grabbed his collar, continuing to ask, “Are you jealous? I can see you being jealous, Third Young Master Marshall.”
“You’re jealous,” Bella emphasized again.
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