The CEO's Wife Is Super Charming

Chapter 230: Chapter 227: No Way Around It

"What, Little Lotus was sent to the pet hospital?"

Not asking, | didn’t know; asking was quite a shock.

Elliana Lyle had intended to tell people at Moonlake Villas to pick up the cat and inquire about Little Lotus’s

current situation. Who knew Little Lotus had ended up in the hospital?

Over the phone, the butler replied, "Yes, ma'am, but the check-up shows nothing serious, just overate."

"Phew!" Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief and instructed, "Feed it on tin proper amounts every day.

Don’t give too much at once; even if it acts cute and pitiful, don’t give in. Let it run around more."

She knew Little Lotus was a glutton; even if it was full, it could eat a bit more.

She remembered a morning from a previous life when she cooked a five-pound carp in plain water, too big for

the plate and had to be put in a stainless steel basin.

Little Lotus began eating in front of the basin. She thought the cat wouldn't finish it and planned to take the

leftovers out to feed stray cats in the evening.

Unexpectedly, by evening, the basin was empty, with only fish bones left and a cat lying like a corpse, unwilling

to move no matter how much she called it.

The fish was cooked in the morning, and the cat went to the hospital by evening.

It was through the hsurveillance she found out that after being full, Little Lotus went to the bathroom and

then continued eating all day, never leaving the food basin.

In the evening, it collapsed right in front of the food basin with a thud.

After that experience, she never dared to put too much food in the cat bowl again.

"Okay, ma'am, rest assured,"

After hanging up, she suddenly felt something was off. Turning around, she saw the man staring at her.

At first glance, it was a bit intimidating. Norman Bennett's expression didn’t look good, his gaze seemingly cold.

But looking more closely, you could sense the tenderness within—it was truly a natural icy face, even while

smiling, it made people feel distant and unapproachable.

Maybe because he matured, teenage Norman Bennett was gentle and sunny, yet those traces of naivety had

faded.

Simultaneously, she also wondered why Zane Bennett always appeared to be a cheerful kid from a young age.

Realizing this, she exclaimed, "Norman, you scared me."

Perhaps she was just slow to react; clearly, she should have responded immediately.

The man glanced at the water stains on the floor; it was from her hair dripping. Raising his eyes again to look at

her, he was seemingly a bit angry: "Didn't | say after washing your hair, you need to blow-dry it immediately,

huh?"

Elliana: ".."

She had indeed forgotten, busy with the phone call and not paying attention, she quickly tried to argue, "I just

had an important call, it didn't even take a few minutes."

Seeing this, he said nothing, just took her to the bathroom and picked up the hair dryer to dry her hair.

In the mirror, she could see his meticulous attention, making her laugh like an idiot.

Who would have thought he would suddenly ask, "Does a shower need two and a half hours?"

Elliana: "(@—@)"

After talking with Phoebe Lyle on the phone, she stood there chatting on WeChat for quite stime, selecting

cats for half a day, which unexpectedly took over an hour.

Obviously, there was nothing to argue, as the sound of the hairdryer was loud, she acted as if she didn’t hear,

pretending to examine her nails.

Thinking she had dodged a problem, however, the man said, "The nails are long, they need to be cut."

"Ah?" She suddenly turned her head, pulling the tangled hair, making her wince slightly in pain.

"Don’t move around!" The man frowned and scolded, then gently rubbed the part that hurt from being yanked.

Feeling wronged, she turned back to look at her pretty nails, she didn’t want to cut them at all.

Norman had a rule that her nails couldn’t be longer than 2.5 millimeters, otherwise the excess had to be

trimmed.

He had been busy these days; she finally managed to grow her nails to 8 millimeters, trimmed them nicely, and

applied a shiny polish.

Her hands were originally small, meaning her fingers weren't as long as others,” and it was rare for them to look

elegant and delicate, but now she would have to cut her nails. She certainly didn’t want to agree.

So she pleaded, "Norman, can’t we not cut them?" Grasping at straws, hoping he’d relent.

"No."

Hearing the cold and resolute voice, she knew it was inescapable.

After cutting her nails, Luna sent her a message on WeChat.

Luna (Master): "I'm on my way to George Lyle’s hometown, at latest by tomorrow there will be results."

Kitty: "Thank you, I'll treat you to a meal when you're back."

Luna (Master): "Are you busy? Chat withfor a bit."

This didn’t seem like something Luna would type, and it appeared somewhat melancholic.

Kitty: "I'm not busy, what's up with you?"

Luna (Master): "Oh, so what are you doing?"

Kitty: "I just finished trimming my nails; Norman insisted | cut them."

Ding ding ding 200

Just after this message was sent, Luna’s video call cthrough.

She was momentarily stunned, then answered.

As soon as it connected, Luna’s enlarged face appeared on the screen, yelling at her, "He actually made you cut

your nails? Not divorcing and waiting for a dish instead?"

"This... no... it’s not that serious." She didn’t expect Luna to blurt out such a phrase; what was the connection

between cutting nails and divorce?

"What's the connection between cutting nails and divorce?" a male voice cfrom the call.

She didn’t expect anyone to actually ask this question aloud, and the voice sounded extremely familiar.

"Who said you could speak?" Luna gave a side-eye glance.

She tentatively asked, "Luna, is Galen Collins next to you?"

Luna said, "Yes."

With this, she immediately wanted to ask Galen, so she said to Luna, "Can Galen hear me? | have something to

ask him."

"Miss Lyle, you can speak, | can hear you."

"Is Shane Southwell really dead?" she asked.

Galen replied, "Through our DNA comparison, it's confirmed that the deceased is Shane Southwell. Miss Lyle, rest

assured, there won't be any mistakes here."

Hearing this official response, she reluctantly let go of sof her apprehension, but it was merely a slight

comfort.

Perhaps John Walters might just be Cameron Southwell’s illegitimate child, who knows.

After hanging up, Luna sent a message.

Luna (Master): "You still seem uneasy, letlook into it once I'm done here."

Indeed, Luna understood her well.

Kitty: "Okay, love you[]"

Luna (Master): "Love me? Then just divorce Norman."

"..." It seemed she couldn't escape this topic.

The word ‘divorce’ had been brought up by Luna so many times, she was at a loss for words.

Kitty: "I'm out, I'm out."

Luna saw these words and chuckled; Galen glanced at her and asked, "It’s rare to see you smile today."

With that, she deliberately raised her voice, "Yeah, you always smile at the ones you like."

Galen: "..."

He didn’t expect this girl to change her heart so quickly, feeling a surge of jealousy.

Yet... what did it have to do with him? It seemed to have no connection, yet was intimately related.

He suddenly regretted saying those words, thinking he had no feelings for this girl, but now he found himself

regretting it.

Given the situation, he could only sincerely wish, "Hmm, that’s great."

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