Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot-Chapter 397 - 396: Tremendous Secret!!!

Young Master Peary, oh Young Master Peary, do you really have to protect your wife like this? I only glanced at her—erm, glanced at her twice with a sharp gaze—do you really need to react this way? Yancy Hastings thought, momentarily speechless.

"Nia has already said, Evelyn will make her own decision on this matter." Maxwell Peary made the final decision. After speaking, he looked at Samuel Peary, who was standing to one side. "I hope that the next time you call me back to discuss matters, you don’t include so many irrelevant people."

After saying this, he stood up, took Nia Mitchell’s hand, and made to leave. He wouldn’t miss this old residence in the slightest, even if he never returned for the rest of his life.

"Maxwell... how could you..." Belinda Swan suddenly stood up, her face etched with sorrow. "When did you ever treat me as an outsider before? Is it... is it because... because of her?"

Belinda Swan pointed at Nia Mitchell, who was standing beside Maxwell Peary holding his hand. Internally, she was seething with anger, yet her voice remained gentle. Her voice was so gentle it seemed capable of creating ripples, stirring the very depths of one’s heart. Most men, upon hearing such a tender voice, would find it unbearable to hurt her.

But what kind of person was Maxwell Peary? He merely frowned, shot her a piercing glare, then turned his head back to Samuel Peary. "She’s not the only outsider here."

The implication was simple: Phoebe Harris was also an outsider.

"You!" Phoebe Harris couldn’t bear Maxwell Peary saying such things, yet she was furious and dared not voice it.

"Maxwell, she is your mother!" Samuel Peary frowned, trembling with anger. Every time Maxwell visited, it caused an uproar.

"My little Maxwell only has me as his mother." Silvia Waterborne glared furiously at Samuel Peary. It didn’t matter if he married someone else, but he could not strip her of her rights and qualifications as a mother.

"Have you ever publicly acknowledged him?" Samuel Peary frowned at Silvia Waterborne. Claiming to be the child’s mother, and now she wanted to dictate her child’s marriage? But what had she told the public? That she was unmarried! An unmarried female star—where would she get a child from? "From the moment the two children returned to the Peary Clan and took the Peary surname, they had nothing more to do with you!"

Only Silvia Waterborne could truly comprehend how deeply Samuel Peary’s words wounded her.

"You once said the children were still mine." Besides, the children were already older by then. Even now, the siblings hadn’t truly integrated into the Peary Clan.

"But you haven’t fulfilled your duties as a mother!"

Evelyn Peary stood to one side, somewhat surprised. She didn’t understand how the discussion had suddenly veered from her marriage to all of this. She stood there, feeling very awkward. She wanted to try and mediate between them but didn’t know what to say, so she instinctively glanced at Yancy Hastings.

Evelyn Peary shot him a commanding look, urging him with her eyes to intervene. If it weren’t for him, would Silvia Waterborne even be here today? And now she’s being bullied! Humph!

Yancy Hastings inwardly groaned. He rubbed his nose. Alright, it really did seem he couldn’t deny his connection to this. But... Evelyn Peary, you haven’t even agreed to marry me. Do you expect me to draw this fire onto myself? How utterly humiliating!

Every word from Samuel Peary was like a thorn, each one stabbing painfully into Silvia Waterborne’s heart.

"How have I not fulfilled my duties as a mother? You were the one who failed to fulfill his duties as a father back then!" Silvia Waterborne, furious, turned her face away, not wanting to spare him another glance.

Seeing her react this way, Samuel Peary couldn’t help but sneer. "I didn’t fulfill my duties? Silvia Waterborne, I proposed to you! Why did you reject me? I wanted to give you a home, but you were the one who pushed me away!"