All Chapters of My Feisty Wife: Baby, You're So Sweet: Chapter 841 - Chapter 850

When Tim just sat in the car, he suddenly remembered what had happened. He suddenly sat up straight and muttered, "It's not right! What does it mean that the whole of Canada is behind her? Is she..." Didn't it mean that she had admitted her identity in front of him? If she were not Anne Handerson, how could she have the courage and guts to say such words to him? However, even if they were well aware of her identity, they had never spoken it out! Tim's intuition told him that something must have happened so that Anne suddenly said something like this and her attitude towards him was different from before. Recalling her aggressive manner just now, Tim wondered if he had offended her. "Ah!" Tim irritably rubbed his hair and had no idea about it. He decided to go and ask Anne about it. His men drove the car out. Through the car window, he saw Justin running out of the gas station store with something in his hand. Anne stood by the car door and looked up

Life in the small town was extremely slow, which was undoubtedly a novel thing for Anne. In the streets and lanes, they held each other and strolled, time seeming to go by slowly. On both sides of the street, narrow canals passed through the city, on which boat-women were boating to attract tourists. Anne had taken a cruise, but she was eager to try such a simple and novel boat. "Justin." Anne pulled Justin's sleeve slightly. "Hmm?" Justin lowered his head and looked at Anne. When he saw her eyes full of expectation, he knew what she was thinking before she said anything. "Do you want to try? I'll buy tickets." "Yes!" On the shore, Anne extended her hand to Justin, but Justin ignored her and directly carried her onto the boat. The boat-woman looked at them with a smile, and Anne blushed and blamed him in a soft voice. "What are you doing! How embarrassing!" "It doesn't matter. I'm thick-skinned." Justin raised his eyebrows, as if it was a

Victor's head was buried in the water, and he could not say a word. He kept flapping his hands to beg for mercy. After all, they were brothers, so Tim couldn't really kill him. Before he died, Tim lifted him up with one hand and threw him onto the ground. As soon as Victor breathed in the air, he lay on the ground and gasped like a drowned rat. Seeing him like that, Tim couldn't help but show a look of disdain. He really looked down upon his elder brother who didn't have any real skills but only knew to play tricks. "Ahem..." Victor finally recovered. He looked up and glared at Tim. "Do you want to die?" Tim glared at him. "If you say it again, I'll kill you first!" There was no one else here. Victor knew Tim's ability and feared him. He shrank his neck and didn't dare to yell anymore. Tim was more disdainful of Victor. "You should look in the mirror. Do you deserve Violet? Do you like her? Who do you think you are? She doesn't even bother to l

At night, in the parking apron of the Commander's Mansion, Simon was about to leave with his family. Anne hugged her family one by one. Unlike the last time she left the capital, she did not shed a tear this time. "We're leaving. Don't worry about your children. Take care of yourself. Do you understand?" Savannah let go of her daughter and caressed her cheek. She was reluctant to part with her daughter, but her daughter had to live her own life and no one could replace her. "Yes." Anne nodded and glanced at Simon, who was sitting in the cabin. "Mom, pay more attention to Simon. I don't think he's happy." "I know. We're leaving... Take care." Before the plane took off, Simon suddenly jumped down and stood in front of Anne. Anne immediately threw herself into his arms. "Simon..." "Anne, I should stay and help you, but my identity is unfavorable to you, so..." Simon looked at her apologetically. Anne shook her head to show her understanding. "I kn

In the Presidential Palace in City Phoenix. Desmond had a headache because his two sons had a big fight in his spacious office. "Dad, you can't listen to him! I brought it up to you first, and I like Violet!" Victor raised his voice in exasperation. "He's obviously trying to go against me! Dad, he's just afraid that I'll take the benefit away from him!" Desmond frowned and glared at Victor, shouting angrily, "What are you talking about? Is that what you're supposed to say?" Victor knew that he had made an indiscreet remark and was regretful. "Humph!" Seeing that, Tim sneered smugly. "Dad, has the marriage been decided? When you told Commander Sterling, did you mention Victor? Hiss... Victor, I'm not pouring cold water on you. You like Violet, but she might not like you!" Then he muttered, "Who do you think you are?" Victor heard it, and he immediately lost his cool. He jumped and pointed at Tim, scolding, "What nonsense are you talking about? T