Husband

However, Carlos’s reaction was beyond Averie’s expectations. 

“Don’t talk nonsense if yo 

you don’t have evidence” Carlos freed his arm expressionlessly. Avere could see the disdain in his eyes.. 

James snorted coldly. He didn’t want to look at either of them a 

anymore and lett briskly with Catherine 

Carlos saw Catherine waving goodbye to him and ran after them. He insisted James bring back several boxes of pastries and toys that Catherine 

liked. 

Averie stomped her foot in frustration. She grabbed a nearby servant and asked sharply, “What’s going on? Why did Carlos care so much about the girl: Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

The servants assumed Averie would marry into the family eventually and spilled everything 

Averie was irritated by their recount. She had accompanied Carlos for many years but couldn’t be compared to Vera. Now, she even lost to a little 

Suddenly, Avene understood why Carlos cared so much about that girl. The girl was a spitting image of Vera, of course. As Averic was about to instruct the servants, she felt a shadow boom over her. Carlos had returned. 

“Who let you in?” Carlos demanded. Even though they were affectionate in public, Carlos never allowed Averie to move in with them. He even forbade her from stepping into the villa usually 

“1…“. Averie grew frightened when Carlos dismissed the servants Carlos was affectionate and considerate publicly but cold and ruthless in private 

“I heard something happened to Neil, so I took a leave from the crew in come and see him” Averie said, looking around worriedly. “Where’s Neil 

Samuel had naturally hidden himself. If James w him, he would have confronted Carlos. 

“He’s fine” Carlos wasn’t concerned about Neil hiding. Neil was friendly with familiar people but was reluctant to interact with strangers. The fact that Catherine became friends with Neil in one day showed how much Neil liked her. Neil had good taste. 

“Oh. That’s a relief, then Averie smiled awkwardly. However, she still wanted to show off after all the effort she had put in. “Carlos, you don’t know how worried I was when I heard about Neil. When he was just born.” 

Averie intended to make Carlos recall how he owed her for saving Neil. However, Carlos pinned her with an icy glare. Averie was forced to drop the topic. “It’s good that he’s okay. F’ll leave now” 

As Averie stood up, she noticed a small figure opening the door and walking toward them 

Averie lost interest in faking concern for the little bastard. She reminded Carlos instead, “Our wedding dress and suit will be delivered tomorrow, When do you have time for a fitting?” 

“I will inform you” Carlos waved impatienily. 

That wedding dress Vera loved had been burnt. Though Carlos had no interest in the wedding, he still needed to show off how affectionate they were. The wedding fitting tomorrow was mainly for publicity. 

“Okay” Averie hadn’t left yet when she heard a loud bang as a door slammed closed. She looked toward the little bastard, but he was already 

Samuel leaned against the door of the guest room, clenching his fists in anger, He had deliberately made Catherine ask Carlos many questions. Although Carlos sidestepped the questions and changed the topic, Samuel did not hear his father’s thoughts. It meani Carlos wasn’t irredeenuble, 

Samuel saw how affectionate Carlos was toward Catherine. His father didn’t seem to be pretending, Samuel even thought the fire five years ago could be an accident. 

However, after Catherine and James left, Samuel overheard Carlos and Averie discussing wedding attire. 

Samuel snorted What a gullible idiot he was. If his scumbag father and the evil woman weren’t in cahoots, why would they flaunt their affection openly, even inviting a world–famous designer to design a wedding dress for them? When his mommy married his scumbag father, there was no wedding, not to mention a wedding dress. 

Samuel refused to get in the bathtub when it was time for a bath at night and insisted Carlos bale im. The servants had no cluice but to fetch Carlos, who arrived promptly 

“Why do you need Dad to bathe you today when you can do it yourself?” Carlos eventually understood when he noticed Samuel was uncommumicative and pouting and sulking “Is it because Dad doted on Catherine and made you jealous! Silly boy. Dad can dote on you every day. 

12:48 PM 

Carlos had just learned that Catherine’s father was James Ford, the sixth son of the mysterious Ford Family from Meyburn. 

There was no information online about James’s marriage and his five–year–old daughter. Catherine did not resemble James Carlos couldn’t help. but suspect Catherine wasn’t James’s child 

James’s hostility puzzled Carlos the most. Carlos couldn’t recall when he offended James. Even if Carlos had taken away a few business deals from the Ford family in the past, it was just the usual business competition and shouldn’t have made james resent him. 

“The water is warm enough. Get in, Carlos told Neil after he adjusted the water temperature again. However, Samuel secretly grabbed a bag of itching powder while signaling Carlos to hand him the bath bomb, 

When Carlos turned around, Samuel swiftly wet the itching powder and vigorously sprinkled it on him. The itching powder was a patented invention by Ramon and worked exceptionally well, especially when it came into contact with water. Carlos would itch for three days without an antidote. Samuel wanted to see how his scumbag dad would try on his wedding attire this way. 

Samuel snorted. He held in his laughter as he splashed water on Carlos to ensure the itching powder would mix well. 

Carlos felt something wrong after the first splash and turned around in annoyance. Before Carlos could send Samuel, he noticed the smile on 

Samuel’s Care 

Carlos’s heart softened instantly. Despite the increasing itchiness on his back, Carlos resisted the urge to scratch and engaged in a playful water fight with his son. 

However, Carlos underestimated the itching powder. He couldn’t bear it after half a minute and started scratching vigorously. 

Samuel covered his mouth, afraid he would burst into laughter if he didn’t. Samuel even secretly took a picture of Carlos scratching himself and sent it to Catherine so she could enjoy it, too. 

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