My Feisty Wife: Baby, You're So Sweet のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

Savannah Lea gave it a thought. With such a huge debt behind her back, she'd have to worry about the loan sharks all the time, which meant that the matter couldn't be delayed anymore. The one person she could think of that would help her, was none other than her father, Walden George. She had actually decided to cut off all ties with Walden, but for the sake of Liam Quentin's life, she decided that she'd beg for his help again. Eight million dollars was not a small amount of money, but someone like Walden must have it in possession. The only thing Savannah was worried about, was how she would approach him. This time around, Savannah went straight to visit the George Family. It was different from the 150,000 dollars that she asked for last time, eight million dollars might be overboard, but there was no way of hiding the truth from her stepmother, Hilda Kent, anymore. Savannah decided to trade her dignity for Liam's life. When she arrived at the George family est

The crystal chandelier reflected into Savannah Lea's eyes, and its radiance made her look even more endearing than before. Savannah raised her chin to look at Callan Handerson, there was a bitterness that originated from her chest to her throat, she twitched her mouth, as if wanted to say something but held herself back. "Do you have something to say to me?" Callan eagerly noticed the change in her facial expression, like a well-accustomed lover. "Can I, can I ask you a question?" Savannah stammered, she suddenly lacked the confidence to speak out, because from the very moment that she had agreed to his demands, they were never going to be equals in the relationship. He was a buyer, and she was his product. "Ask away." Callan nodded in affirmation. "Do you have any requests? Don't worry about it, from this moment on, I will satisfy whatever it is that you want." His lips came dangerously close to her cheeks when he spoke and made Savannah feel very uncomfo

"President, can you sign this first? We need it urgently, Mr. Jonah has been asking for it repeatedly." As it was almost noon time, Savannah Lea had submitted a document for Callan Handerson's signature. He looked through it, signed it and then returned it to her. She was on her way out when Callan grabbed her by the waist, "P-president?" She asked. What was he trying to do? They were in an office for goodness sake! Though there wouldn't be anyone barging into the room, it was still a place for work. "Are you feeling better today?" Callan asked as he held her in his arms. Savannah's mind went blank. It has been a few days since she told him that she wasn't available for intimacy, and they parted ways resentfully. Callan hadn't been intimate with her these recent few days, so why was he acting up again? It seemed like Callan only ever had one purpose for her, and it was her youthful body! It was impossible for her to hide from him forever. "Mmm." Savannah L

Savannah Lea felt weak all over her body; the bridesmaids helped to hold her walk down from to the main stage. The wedding ceremony went on as usual. From the everyone else's perspective, it was a typical wedding where the Poker King Samuel Fawkes welcomed a second wife into his family. But offstage, Callan Handerson maintained a cold gaze, with a champagne glass in his hand as he chugged down the beverage in one gulp! He thought to allow Samuel to go on with his little games a little longer. There was a text from Nick Jonah, saying that he has found where Savannahwas being held. Callan went around the guests flawlessly and made sure he found the right time to drink with Samuel. As the ceremony was nearly over, Callan took Tyler with him as they quietly exited the yard and made their way to the bridal chamber. "Master Handerson." Nick had been waiting at the door. Several bodyguards lay on the floor, all of which were subdued by Nick alone. Callan frowned

The atmosphere was a little awkward in the room. Callan Handerson coughed lightly, tilted his chin and gestured at Savannah Lea. "Ahem, it's time for dinner." "Oh." Savannah pursed her lips as she prepared the table, putting the dishes that she brought onto the table one by one. "Let's eat!" She handed a set of cutlery to Callan, but he did not take them. "You... you're asking me to do it myself?" Callan looked at the cutlery, amused. Savannah blinked and nodded. "Of course, if not then what else?" She thought silently. Callan frowned and didn't utter a word. "..." Savannah was baffled. What was he insinuating? Callan dismissed the astonishment in Savannah's eyes, thinking that she might not have caught on so he gestured again, this time with his eyes, "I'd like a sip of the soup, please." He wanted her to feed him! Savannah felt defeated by the man in front of her. His left shoulder was injured, but he should still be able to move