All Chapters of Be Gentle With Me, Mr. CEO: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Calla mumbled under her breath, "Don't injure your hand. You just can't do anything right." Then, she walked upstairs with a hand on her hip. Calla couldn't even begin to describe how pleased she felt while lying in bed. Even Mercer had moments that she could openly criticize him for. Just thinking about it resolved any anger she had felt.That said, he had fickle emotions and was rather arrogant—but was still a good person. She hadn't expected him to wash the dishes for her and allow her to scold him like that. This was the normal life of a married couple. Calla felt like she'd assimilated into the role of a wife.Before long, the door to her bedroom was pushed open.Calla looked up to see Mercer standing over her, his icy expression chilling her to the core."What does this mean?" He glared at Calla coldly. Calla was interrogated for a reason she could not comprehend. She asked, "What does what mean?" Mercer continued questioning, "Are we not husband and wife?" Calla

First, she changed the curtains to a lively green and overlaid it with chiffon drapes. It instantly looked dreamy and romantic. Then, she switched out the drab cushions on the couch for beige-colored ones. She also changed all the vases, porcelain, and even the living room carpet into those of refreshing colors. All the duvets were replaced with ones that had various flower prints. She also arranged blooming flowers into vases to bring life into the residence. It no longer seemed as dull as it used to be. One day, Calla's phone suddenly rang while she was monitoring the worker who helped her hang the drapes. "Hello?" Alicia's boisterous voice could be heard over the phone. "Calla, this is unbecoming of you. You haven't called me once since you married into a prestigious family. Are you scared that I'll try to borrow money from you?" When she heard that, Calla laughed and walked out to the balcony. "Don't you know how little I matter to him as a wife? He just gave me a card

In the next moment, Mercer's expression steeled. He scolded Calla ruthlessly, "You're already an adult. Why don't you know how to do things in moderation? "Don't you know that you're pregnant? You can tidy up the things in that useless apartment whenever you want. Why do you need to tire yourself out within a few days? "You should be thankful that the two workers were kind enough to send you to the hospital immediately. Plus, they also found my number in your phone. If not, the consequences would've been catastrophic. Don't you understand?" Calla said softly, "I know." Calla lowered her gaze, acknowledging her mistakes as Mercer scolded her. After all, this was indeed her fault. She thought that she could refurbish the residence before he came home. Who would've that her body wouldn't be able to tough it out? She'd only been busy for three days but fainted just like that. Mercer looked down to check his watch. Then, he announced, "I have an important meeting later. I'll hav

"Yes, Mr. Garland." The woman nodded and walked away to set the table. Based on this woman's appearance and tone, Calla deduced that she was probably a maid. Once again, she thought that Mercer was quite a thoughtful man. He knew that Calla would need to rest in bed for a few days, so he hired a maid to do chores around the residence.Within seconds, Calla's anger dissipated. This was because she'd realized something after getting to know Mercer; although his mood changed as quickly as the weather, and he had a short fuse as well as a sharp tongue, he was a kind person. He frequently considered problems from other people's perspectives. He just didn't know how to express his feelings. There wasn't a need to get angry at someone like that. He wouldn't react to her outbursts, and she'd just be a victim of her own anger. There were three dishes on the table: roasted pork ribs, garlic butter green beans, and mashed potato respectively. There was also a ceramic pot of clam chowder.

Just like that, Calla cracked up whenever she thought about his outfit all afternoon. Although she laughed at him so heartily, she didn't dare to disobey his instructions. She moved into the master bedroom sometime later in the day. Earlier that morning, when Jasmine came over to clean, she asked in confusion, "Ms. Sherman, are you and Mr. Garland sleeping in separate rooms?" Looking at the surprise on Jasmine's face, Calla explained in a hurry, "My pregnancy symptoms have been acting up, and I haven't slept well recently. Mercer snores sometimes, and it affects my sleep. Thus, I move into the smaller bedroom to sleep when he starts snoring." Jasmine replied, "So that's what's happened. You're at a unique stage in your pregnancy. You shouldn't allow this to go on for too long. The love between a married couple will dissolve when you sleep in separate beds, you see." After half a day of getting to know each other, Calla found that Jasmine was a talkative person. She was a capa