All Chapters of My Feisty Wife: Baby, You're So Sweet: Chapter 681 - Chapter 690

Without any thought of resisting, Lucas was easily restrained. While everyone was shocked, he suddenly stood up and rushed onto the stage. As he went mad, his potential was immeasurable. Justin quickly realized that Lucas wanted to hurt Anne. When Lucas raised his gun, Justin raised his arm and ordered, "Shoot! Shoot him through his bulletproof vest!" "Yes!" Lucas's body kept shaking in the shooting. He was already a dying person, so he had nothing to fear. At the last moment, he pulled the trigger and aimed his gun at Anne! "No, Anne!" Savannah stomped her feet and wailed. She closed her eyes and fell into Callan's embrace. "Vannah!" Callan hugged her and glared at Lucas with hatred. He wanted to cut him into pieces! "Ah..." Anne was scared out of her wits, standing there in a daze. Everything slowed down in her sight. She saw everyone watching her and her mother pass out. What on earth was going on? Would she die? "Anne!" When the bulle

Justin smoked a cigarette outside and felt a little better in his chest. He stubbed out his cigarette and went back to the ward, planning to leave with Simon. But Simon was no longer there. Justin was puzzled. Did Simon leave first? Taking a glance at the bed in the inner room, he saw Anne sleeping quietly. He couldn't bear to stay any longer and turned around to leave. "Can you talk to me?" Anne's voice suddenly sounded behind him. Justin slowly turned around. Seeing Anne struggling to sit up, he stepped forward and helped her up without hesitation. "Don't get up. Lie down! You're so weak, and..." At this point, he suddenly stopped. Anne was a little surprised. She pursed her lips and smiled. "Are you so nervous because I'm pregnant?" "Of course." Justin's throat grew stiff, and his chest and fingers grew tight. "We're still friends. Furthermore, you're Simon's sister." "Is that all?" Anne looked up at him expectantly. Justin

"Ah?" Upon hearing this, Simon quickly retracted his hand. "You're making soup for Anne? Is there no cook in the Presidential Palace?" Justin busily arranged the ingredients without raising his head. "There are cooks in the Presidential Palace, but Anne doesn't like the food they make. Her lovely, chubby face became thin. What's more, she's pregnant now." Thinking Simon was a hindrance, Justin pushed him away. "Get out of my way! Why are you standing in my way?" Simon laughed at him. "What kind of soup can you make? Although I'm moved, I think you'd better give up... Is the soup you make drinkable?" "Humph!" Justin snorted and took out a piece of paper from his pocket. He smiled and said, "Don't worry. I have a recipe. The chef of Treasure Restaurant gave it to me. I wanted him to make soup, but he didn't have time, so I had to do it myself. With my IQ, I can make soup since I have a recipe." Simon felt a little touched. "I'm not talking to you

After school, Daisy went to pick up Anne and brought her to the Presidential Palace. This was a task given by Savannah. Savannah asked her to take Anne to the Presidential Palace more often. She was smart, so she knew the reason! Everyone knew Justin was in the Presidential Palace. Savannah wanted to give him a chance! It was strange that Savannah seemed to like Justin very much. But to be honest, she also thought that Justin was a better match for Anne. Justin and Simon came out of Zander's study together. When they went downstairs, they saw Daisy running wildly followed by Anne. "Daisy, slow down. You're ripping my hand off," Anne complained in a low voice with a frown. When Daisy looked up, she saw Justin. She stopped in her tracks with a smile. "Okay, listen to you. Let's slow down." Anne was speechless. When she made eye contact with Justin, both of them felt a little awkward. Daisy and Simon exchanged glances and each grabbed one of them.

Savannah acted like a little girl in front of her husband. She said in anger, "It doesn't work even though you're here. I'm not happy." "Hm?" Callan was surprised. "Why? You're not happy with me?" "Yes!" Savannah vented her anger. "I didn't get the sketch." "Ah?" Callan was more surprised. "Why? It doesn't make sense! We're rich! Who is richer than me in the capital? Ask him to stand in front of me. I will definitely beat him to death!" Savannah was amused by his arrogant tone. She pursed her pink lips and said, "Haha... Don't talk nonsense. It was because I didn't want to waste money. The price has reached 30 million dollars. It's too high." "30 million dollars?" Callan was also shocked by the price. In his eyes, the sketch was just a few pieces of paper! But he did not dare to say that to his wife. "It's not very expensive. I can afford it. Do they want cash? I'll go to the bank to get it now. I'll ask your father to bring me a bag and ask Andy to clear