novelraw Chapter 841 - 840: Tell Me, Where Is Maxwell Peary?
Chapter 841 - 840: Tell Me, Where Is Maxwell Peary?
Charles Northwood was taken aback, not expecting Fiona Sutton to say such a thing.Did something happen to her?
Or was she just saying it casually?
"What?"
His expression changed slightly, his grip on the steering wheel becoming a bit unnatural.
Fiona Sutton looked outside the window, her hands placed on her stomach.
"Charles Northwood, if you’re hiding something or lying to me, I will surely..."
Be very upset.
As for what I might do, I can’t say for sure.
So...
Charles Northwood, please don’t hide anything from me, don’t lie to me.
Fiona Sutton didn’t say anything further, leaving Charles Northwood in torment.
Soon, the two arrived at the hillside villa.
Nia Mitchell had finished her lunch and was sitting alone in the bedroom, holding an old family portrait.
If those things hadn’t happened afterward, she should have a complete family now.
Unfortunately, everything turned out different from what was expected.
Reality often catches us off guard.
"Madam, someone is looking for you outside, claiming to be your friend."
Frederick Goldsmith, the butler, knocked on Nia Mitchell’s door.
Nia Mitchell was startled, a friend?
Does she have friends who know she lives here?
She shouldn’t have.
How strange.
"Okay, I’ll come down now."
Putting down what she was holding, Nia Mitchell immediately opened the bedroom door.
As she descended the stairs, Nia Mitchell saw Charles Northwood and Fiona Sutton sitting in the living room.
"Why are you here?"
Nia Mitchell was pleasantly surprised, smiling as she quickened her pace and went up to them.
"Fiona Sutton, instead of recovering properly, why are you rushing around?"
The hillside villa was quite far, and given her particular situation, she should be resting in bed.
"It’s okay, I just wanted to see you; I couldn’t reach you by phone."
Mentioning these things brought an unnatural smile to Nia Mitchell’s face.
"I suppose you both know about these things now."
It couldn’t be hidden anymore; she’d just received a call from her father.
But there was nothing more that could be done; it had happened.
These matters would probably accompany her for the rest of her life.
"What does Maxwell Peary say?"
Charles Northwood immediately asked, needing to know Maxwell Peary’s attitude about this matter.
If nothing was done and if he allowed others to hurt Nia Mitchell this way, he would definitely take action to protect her.
Nia Mitchell smiled awkwardly and sat on the sofa.
"He’s already handling it. It might take some time."
As she spoke, the butler brought over a platter of fruit.
"Fiona Sutton, eat more fruit."
Nia Mitchell promptly invited Fiona Sutton, leaving Charles Northwood to the side.
She understood Fiona Sutton’s feelings, and now that she and Charles Northwood were so close, did it mean there was a possibility between them?
But...
Would Charles Northwood care about Fiona Sutton’s child?
"Don’t worry about calling me; tell me, where is Maxwell Peary?"
As Nia Mitchell’s friends, they had to stand up for her.
"If Maxwell Peary doesn’t handle this well, you should just divorce him."
Fiona Sutton wasn’t giving bad advice; sometimes an issue reveals a person’s true nature.
Nia Mitchell was taken aback, sitting there with an awkward smile.
She actually didn’t have the right to divorce...
Because...
Legally, she was still single; Maxwell Peary’s wife wasn’t her.
What divorce are we talking about?
"Who’s advising my wife to divorce me?"