novelraw Chapter 556: The Last One to Know
Chapter 556: The Last One to Know
Isabella Weaver reached over and pinched his waist: "This toothpaste is meant to be used dry, Young Master, don’t be so picky, or I won’t serve you anymore.""But I like to wet it."
"Dry brushing helps the enzymes in the toothpaste work to their fullest, keeping the enzymes active, dissolving leftover food, and penetrating deep between teeth. It’s very beneficial, Young Master."
"I still like it with water. You have to wet it for me. I just wet it for you."
"That was a wrong demonstration!"
"I don’t care, I just want it wet."
Defeated, Isabella Weaver wetted the brush: "Is this okay now, Master Harry!"
Harry Hunter finally opened his mouth: "a——"
Isabella Weaver, not very skilled, started brushing his teeth. Brushing your own teeth is easy, but brushing someone else’s is ten times harder.
In just a short while, she managed to poke Harry Hunter’s gums until they bled.
Harry Hunter sighed helplessly: "Miss Weaver, are you taking revenge on me?"
"Yes, Young Master."
"Forget it, I don’t need you."
Harry Hunter took the toothbrush, brushed himself, spit out a mouthful of toothpaste foam, and it was all red.
"Baby, your technique is really bad, I’m bleeding a lot."
"First time serving someone by brushing their teeth, Young Master, please have more patience."
"It’s okay, even if you make me bleed, I’m happy."
Isabella Weaver couldn’t help but laugh and hugged his waist: "I’ll be more careful next time."
Harry Hunter nodded, but he didn’t really want her to serve him like that in the future. An occasional little fun was just to tease her playfully. His goal was to spoil his sweet little wife, not boss her around.
It took them over half an hour to tidy up, and Connor and Grace Watt delivered breakfast, all customized from the villa’s restaurant, completely organic, with a wide variety and expensive.
"Connor, have you had breakfast? Join us!"
"I’ve already eaten, Young Madam!"
Connor grinned and started setting up the table. Halfway through, Grace Watt said, "Young Madam, he ate with his girlfriend."
Connor’s smile froze instantly: "Don’t talk nonsense, she’s not my girlfriend!"
"But she said she is."
"She really isn’t!"
"You even bought her a rabbit."
"That was just a casual purchase, it doesn’t mean anything!"
"You even held her hand."
"Uh... that was due to a situation."
"She even kissed you."
"She did that to make you misunderstand!"
"She also slept with you."
Connor: "..."
Speechless!
Isabella Weaver was amused and curious: "Connor, when will you bring your girlfriend over to meet us? Is she pretty?"
Connor: "Very ugly!"
Grace Watt: "Pretty."
Connor: "Stop talking, you’re trying to kill me."
Grace Watt: "Young Madam, his girlfriend is Natalie Niles!"
Isabella Weaver was shocked: "What?!"
Connor gave Grace Watt a cold look. How could you speak so quickly!
"Young Madam, she’s really not my girlfriend!"
Isabella Weaver was stunned for a while, looked at Harry Hunter, looked at Grace Watt, then at Connor, and realized she must be the last one to know this news, judging by their calm expressions.
Was everyone keeping it from her because they were afraid she would be unhappy?
Or was it because she had conflicts with Natalie Niles, so Connor didn’t dare to tell her?
She quietly digested this extraordinary news, then after a while, clasped Connor’s hands sincerely:
"Connor, maybe I have a bit of a bias against her. I feel like most people can’t match her. She can plan very far ahead, so you must be cautious, understand? If anything feels off, you can tell me. I’m a woman; I understand a girl’s mind better. I can help you."