Chapter 1175 - 1174: Uncle, I’m a Grown-Up Now

Chapter 1175: Chapter 1174: Uncle, I’m a Grown-Up Now

Maxwell Peary glanced at his phone screen, silently memorizing the string of numbers to avoid being clueless about who was calling until he picked up.

"Then you should rest."

Maxwell said as he was about to hang up.

"Wait a second!"

Anne Davidson suddenly raised her voice.

"It’s like this, I just arrived here and I’m really unfamiliar with the area, so... I don’t know where to go to eat, could you..."

Anne paused here, trusting that Maxwell understood the words she hadn’t spoken.

She held her breath nervously, waiting for what Maxwell would say next.

Though he appeared very aloof, she was different—Maxwell would definitely agree.

She wanted the entire Capital Town to know that Anne Davidson had returned!

This time, she returned as the lady of the house.

Even if Maxwell was already married, so what? People outside didn’t know, right?

Maxwell choosing to conceal it surely meant he didn’t take Nia Mitchell too seriously.

"Just go online and order some takeout."

After saying that, he hung up straight away and then helped Nia Mitchell unbuckle the seatbelt.

"Let’s go, it’s still a bit chilly tonight, let’s head inside quickly."

Maxwell spoke after unbuckling the seatbelt.

Over there, Father Mitchell and Molly Harguez had already taken the wheelchair down and were helping Aldy Mitchell get on.

"Let me help too!"

As soon as Nia Mitchell got out of the car, she spoke up, but there was nothing left for her to do here.

Maxwell parked the car in the garage, and Nia Mitchell went back into the villa with Aldy Mitchell and the others.

"Dad, you should take little Aldy to wash up and rest quickly, it’s not early anymore, you have a train to catch tomorrow."

Nia Mitchell checked the time, realizing it was almost ten o’clock.

Her father’s health needed more rest, and it was clearly quite late now.

"Alright, you should rest early too."

After they all went up to the second floor, Nia Mitchell watched them enter the guest room before she turned and headed to the master bedroom.

Turning on the light, Nia Mitchell yawned and threw herself onto the big bed.

So comfortable!

Only this big bed was the most comfortable, Nia Mitchell closed her eyes, feeling the soft sensation.

Maxwell Peary walked in and saw her lying on the bed, the quilt pressed under her body.

"Hurry up and go wash up."

Upon entering, Maxwell loosened his tie and tossed it aside casually.

"I don’t feel like moving."

Nia Mitchell played coy, rolling over on the bed and closing her eyes.

Seeing her like this, Maxwell shook his head and walked over.

"You won’t be comfortable sleeping like this."

Maxwell came up and picked her up, heading to the bathroom.

"I don’t wanna bathe, I don’t wanna bathe!"

Taking a bath was too troublesome, and to add to that, Maxwell was accompanying her.

It was even more time-consuming and embarrassing, okay?

"Alright, alright, I’ll bathe, I’ll bathe, I can do it myself."

Nia Mitchell wiggled her little feet, and with a slap, her slippers fell off.

"I’m helping you."

Maxwell spoke ambiguously, seeing her little feet wiggling non-stop, he gave her a playful slap on her little bottom.

Ouch!

"Uncle!"

Nia Mitchell blurted out bashfully, her face flushed as she covered her little bottom with both hands.

"Don’t always spank me, okay? I’m an adult now!"

Which adult constantly gets spanked?