All Chapters of My Feisty Wife: Baby, You're So Sweet: Chapter 451 - Chapter 460

Because of his vague murmur, Savannah was defeated by Callan again. There was no other way. She liked him. She would forgive him this time since he called her name when he was drunk! She struggled to support him back to his room and threw him on the bed. Just as she was about to get up and get a hot towel in the bathroom to wipe his face, her hand was grabbed and she lost her balance, falling toward Callan. "Hey!" Savannah fell straight on his chest, and her nose hurt. She propped up her upper body with her elbows, trying to see if he was okay. "Callan, are you alright?" Callan closed his eyes. He was drunk and could not hear what she was saying. Savannah pouted and rubbed his nose with her head down. She chuckled and said, "You look like a child... Ah..." The next second, he grabbed the back of her head and pressed it down toward him. Before she had time to be surprised, her mouth was firmly sealed. He kissed her in an overbearing and familiar

Nick heard the news and came back. He wanted to go in and see Savannah, but there was someone guarding outside her door. "Open the door. I want to get in!" Nick ordered the servants in a low voice, with a rare expression of anger on his face. He was not without emotions, but he just didn't meet anyone who could put him in the mood, and Savannah was an exception to him. "Young Master, Old Master said you would go to the study to see him first when you came back..." The servants stood in front of the door and did not move out of the way. They were all old members of the Smith Family, so they were not afraid of Nick. Nick knew his father very well. His father was accustomed to doing whatever he wanted all his life and no one could stop him. Moreover, his father was bad-tempered, ruthless, and had close connections to the underworld. If anyone disobeyed him, he would never show mercy. "Father." Nick came to the study and stood in front of his father. Old Maste

Recently, there was a big event in the George Family, and Walden, a professor of mechanics, became very busy. It was because Walden successfully patented a piece of research, and now many investors vied for his patent. Because the government was re-evaluating its cooperation with the Handerson Family, all the investors itched to replace the Handerson Family. Walden's research was related to mechanical mechanics. If they could buy his patent, they would have a better shot at displacing the Handerson Family. For a time, the George Family was crowded with visitors, and people kept coming to visit. Nick accompanied Savannah back. After sitting for half an hour, they met two groups of people who came to find Walden. "Businessmen are really mercenary." Danica held an apple in her hand and munched it with a look of disdain on her face. It had been too noisy at home these two days. "Dad... here again? How many groups of people came?" Savannah felt that it wa

In Summer Castle, Savannah was accompanying Sean and Simon to do their homework. Sean and Simon were already four years old, but they still needed adults to help them with their homework. They couldn't finish it on their own, so Savannah guided them carefully and patiently. "Sean, Simon, look. Is there anything different about the little frogs on these two paintings? Take your time. Don't rush. From above... Let's use a ruler to measure them. We'll find them one by one, okay?" "Mommy, there's no need to measure. One, two, three, four. That's all!" Savannah smiled in surprise. She rubbed her son's head and praised him. "Sean, well done. You found them out before I taught you." "Mommy..." The boy who was rubbed his head looked up at his mother with his big, shining eyes. The other one was surprised as well, with his eyes and mouth wide open. Savannah looked at her two sons in confusion. "What's wrong? Did I say anything wrong? Was it because I didn't p

Savannah walked slowly along the way. Before she knew it, she had already gotten close to the simple house. After so many years, it was covered with heavy dust. She stepped on the steps and went up. Her steps swayed, and she almost fell down. "Haha..." Savannah could not help but laugh. She thought of the past. Every time she was careless, Callan would definitely say, "Look at you, you can't even walk well. What would you do without me?" Actually, Callan did not know that she used to be very strong. However, a woman's strength was often a kind of helplessness. If there was someone she could rely on at will, which woman would be willing to be strong? "Callan, do you know? Because of you, I can't even walk well..." She smiled and murmured, and continued to walk up the stairs. She had worked here for a period, and she still remembered the room she used to live in. After going upstairs and turning to the left, she counted, "One, two, three... This is it."