Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife-Chapter 222 - 221: Sweetness (Part 8)

If the woman in front of her wasn’t her brother’s soon-to-be wife, if the man boiling water and cooking noodles in the kitchen wasn’t her brother, Bea would really want to curse those awful lovey-dovey couples! They’re giving her no room to live! 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

The most infuriating thing is that they’re not even deliberately showing off their love; their way of interacting unconsciously gives this single dog ten thousand points of damage.

Bea silently thought that she should come to her brother’s house less in the future. Especially when Bella is here, she should come less even if she has business!

Seeing Bea staring at her, Bella tilted her head in confusion, "Bella, what’s wrong? Do I have foam on my face that I didn’t wash off?"

"Nothing." Bea wiped her face and sat back down, saying seriously, "I just suddenly feel like I should seriously find a boyfriend too."

"Have you not been serious in finding boyfriends before?" Bella found it strange; who wouldn’t seriously look for a boyfriend? Unless it’s casually dating and flirting?

"Is that the point?" Bea was speechless.

"Then what is the point?" Bella blinked innocently.

Bea clutched her chest in pain, "Are you laughing inside?"

Bella quickly waved her hands, "No! I’m not laughing!" Besides, why would she laugh?

"You’re definitely laughing inside." Bea continued holding her chest in pain, "You hurt me and then just laugh it off..."

"Alright, she’s naive, don’t tease her anymore." Damian came out with a bowl of cooked tomato and egg noodles and placed it on the coffee table next to the sofa, casting a warning glance at Bea.

Bea chuckled and enthusiastically brought the noodles in front of her, then said, "I can’t help but tease her a bit when I see her looking all naive and cute. Brother, you won’t retaliate against me for this, right?"

Damian couldn’t be bothered with her and turned his head to talk to Bella, "You have to get up early tomorrow, go dry your hair and sleep early, I’ll talk to her about something."

"Alright." Bella nodded obediently, "Bella, I’ll go to bed first, thank you for today."

"Just a thank you?"

"I’ll treat you to dinner next time I come back." Bella said.

"Okay, give me a call when you return to Creston." Bea raised a finger and pointed at Damian, reminding, "Though if you’re with my brother, forget it. I don’t want to be a third wheel who can only eat in silence and get hurt."

"Hehe, alright. I’ll arrange a separate meeting with you, no plus ones. Well, goodnight." Bella said goodnight to Bea before turning her gaze, "Damian, where’s your bedroom?"

Damian pointed towards his bedroom door, and Bella went to the bedroom alone.

Bea lowered her head to eat the noodles.

Damian said, "Will you drive yourself to the old house this weekend or should I pick you up?"

"Brother, really? You didn’t cover for me?" Bea frowned and instantly showed a bitter face.

"You know mom’s temper, don’t you? She gave strict orders, if I shield you this time, she’d come straight to Bolan Villa to get you." Damian said, "Since you don’t want the matchmaking, go back and tell mom clearly yourself."

"Sigh, the problem is I’m afraid mom will cry." Bea sighed, losing all appetite for the delicious tomato and egg noodles in front of her, "You know when mom cries, everyone has to surrender. But I really don’t like Second Young Master Lancaster from The Blaine Family, I can only avoid him."