Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot-Chapter 427 - 426 Why Didn’t You Tell Me You Got Married!
After Nia Mitchell finished her lunch, it was still quite early before work, so she snuck into the CEO’s office and lay on the massive bed in the small waiting room, intending to take a nap.
To her surprise, just as she had lain down but not yet fallen asleep, she received a call from Charles Northwood.
Huh? Nia felt strange. Why would Charles be calling her at this time?
"Hello?"
Nia answered, carefully rolling over.
HISS—
Her butt really hurt. That Sophia Moore was truly classless.
Fortunately, there were some of her clothes in the CEO’s small waiting room; otherwise, since her own clothes were dirty, it would have been quite a hassle.
"Are you hiding something from me?"
Charles Northwood’s voice came through. His tone was as usual, but Nia could hear a hint of anger in it.
"What’s wrong?"
Nia sat up on the bed, somewhat puzzled as to what was going on with him today.
"Nia Mitchell, are you hiding anything from me?"
Getting married is supposed to be a happy occasion; he shouldn’t be upset. But why would she choose to hide it?
Nia’s heart began to pound. Hiding something?
In her entire life, this was probably the only thing she had ever hidden from Charles Northwood.
"I..."
Nia hesitated, momentarily unsure how to explain or what to say.
She hadn’t yet organized her words, nor had she mentally prepared herself to face this.
His questioning was too sudden, catching her completely off guard.
"Speak up!"
Charles Northwood was getting anxious; no matter how he sat in his car, he couldn’t get comfortable.
"I... I think it’s better if we talk about this in person. I can’t explain it clearly over the phone in just a few words."
Nia bit her lip. She was telling the truth. Besides, she was planning to ask Fiona Sutton to meet as well, so she could explain everything clearly at once and avoid repeating herself.
"Why didn’t you tell me you got married!?"
In the end, Charles Northwood couldn’t hold back. Clutching the phone, his voice rose until he was almost roaring at Nia Mitchell.
When he first received that news, he had been more shocked than anything.
He had even held onto a sliver of hope that perhaps the information was wrong.
Even just a moment ago, while eating face-to-face with Maxwell Peary, he had still been trying to reassure himself like this.
But... Nia’s words were tantamount to an admission.
Why!
Upon hearing Charles Northwood’s accusation, Nia Mitchell shrank back. Sitting on the large bed, she was wide awake, all sleepiness gone.
"I’m sorry, I... At the time, none of you were in the country, and then I..."
Nia was suddenly flustered. She wanted to explain, but she didn’t know how.
It seemed as if all her words rushed to her throat at once, jumbling together in a chaotic mess, rendering her completely speechless.
"Enough." 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
Charles Northwood rubbed his temples, leaning back against the seat in exhaustion.
"Just let me cool down."
With that, Charles Northwood hung up the call.
Nia, sitting in the waiting room, stared at her phone in a daze, her face etched with sadness.
This was the first time Charles Northwood had ever hung up on her. He hadn’t even been willing to give her time to explain.
At this moment, Nia Mitchell completely forgot to wonder how Charles Northwood had found out she was married.
Charles Northwood sat in his car, watching Maxwell Peary exit Madgar Pavilion and then get into his own car.
Within three seconds, the engine started, and the flashy Rolls-Royce was already on the main road.
As if possessed, Charles Northwood’s mind seemed to lose its ability to think; he promptly stepped on the gas and followed.
