Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot-Chapter 150 - 149: Such a Big Fox Spirit
Belinda Swan smiled gracefully, but her words were so biting they made one want to slap her.
Nia Mitchell suppressed her impulse to say something harsh or do anything drastic.
"Are you truly his fiancée? I remember you two never announced an engagement."
She couldn’t believe it! Belinda Swan was still parading around as Uncle Peary’s fiancée.
What a shameless woman!
"We have a marriage agreement."
Belinda Swan looked at Nia Mitchell, her claim ringing with absolute sincerity, showing no hint of deception.
Moreover, Phoebe Harris was standing right there and hadn’t objected.
In other words, Phoebe Harris was tacitly acknowledging it.
Nia Mitchell couldn’t believe that Uncle Peary was actually engaged to Belinda Swan.
"I don’t believe it."
"I don’t know who you are, but I’m telling you, you’d better stay away from Maxwell Peary."
Phoebe Harris frowned as she sized up Nia Mitchell. This woman couldn’t possibly be a match for Maxwell Peary. In this world, only a true lady from a prominent family like Belinda Swan deserved him.
Nia Mitchell looked down, unsure of how to respond.
"We’re already married. Even if you don’t like me, that’s a settled fact."
I am the legitimate wife, not some mistress. If Maxwell Peary and Belinda Swan truly cared for each other, they would already be together by now.
Her words were firm and left no room for refusal. Phoebe Harris flared up at this. Do all young people nowadays talk to their elders like this?
"I will absolutely not acknowledge a woman like you! So unprincipled, always trying to seduce other people’s fiancés!"
The salesperson was thoroughly enjoying the drama. Is this a power struggle among the wealthy elite? She hadn’t expected it; the usually gentle Mrs. Peary actually had such a shrewish side. It seems this woman who arrived first isn’t simple at all. She knew it! How could such an ordinary-looking woman afford to come to a luxury store like this, and with Miss Peary, no less? This woman must be quite something; otherwise, how could she have Miss Swan so thoroughly under her thumb?
"Whether you acknowledge me or not is your affair. I haven’t stolen anyone’s fiancé. On the contrary, I see someone trying to steal my husband."
It’s a classic case of the thief crying ’stop thief!’ Belinda Swan must really like Uncle Peary to resort to such underhanded tactics. I won’t back down. I’m already married to Uncle Peary, and we’re getting along very well.
"Truly shameless!" Phoebe Harris gnashed her teeth in anger. For so many years, no one has dared to speak to me like this!
"Let it go, Auntie. Maxwell will see my good qualities. If you harm your health over this, Maxwell will blame me."
Belinda Swan stepped forward to support Phoebe Harris, appearing magnanimous and concerned as she tried to calm her.
"Besides, Maxwell isn’t young anymore; he has his own judgment. If you continue to act like this for my sake, he’ll blame you again."
As Belinda Swan spoke, tears of grievance streamed down her face. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
"I love Maxwell; he has always known that. He will see my good qualities one day. I will keep waiting for him, waiting for him to return to my side."
Belinda Swan silently wiped her tears. Her aggrieved, compromising demeanor was enough to make anyone’s heart ache for her.
Seeing her cry like this, Phoebe Harris’s heart instantly softened.
"You’re always so yielding, never fighting for what you want! Look at yourself! Others can’t see your good qualities and just keep bullying you!"
Seeing Belinda Swan crying so pitifully, Phoebe Harris glared daggers at Nia Mitchell.
"You sly fox, how did your parents teach you? Did a dog eat your conscience?"
