After divorce I am a billionaire

Chapter 913 Blaming Anthony When returning to Callahan Residence, just halfway through the journey, Rebecca pretended to answer the phone and made an excuse. "Anthony, pull over by the side of the road. My friend will be here to pick me up. I'm going out for dinner. You and Mavis go back first." "Okay." After Rebecca left, only Mavis and Anthony were left in the car, and the atmosphere was still a bit awkward.

During the snowball fight just now, when a group of people were fighting, Anthony stood in front of her to protect her several times, which made Mavis feel a little complicated.

The two didn't talk all the way. The atmosphere was so dull that Anthony simply pressed the music play button.

After a few songs, Mavis showed a look of surprise in her eyes.

These...

Weren't they all the songs in her playlist? When did Anthony like those songs too? Although she had a lot of things to ask, she still didn't do it in such an atmosphere.

Anyway, if he didn't take the initiative to speak, she won't be the first.

The two returned to Callahan Residence in silence.

In the living room, Timothy was sitting on the sofa drinking tea.

"Anthony, grandma is coming back. Do you know that?" "um." Responding casually, Anthony sat opposite Timothy and drank the tea as well.

"At that time, you and Mavis will go to pick up grandma. You know grandma's temperament. If Rebecca goes there, there might be a fight." Their grandmother was a kidult, and can't help but quarrel with Rebecca every time she came back.

Every time Rebecca was defeated, because their grandmother was the treasure of the Callahan family, and could only be pampered at her age.

"Grandma called Rebecca before and already knew about your marriage. She will probably contact you tonight. | have something to do in the company, so I'll go out first." After speaking, Timothy left.

Once again there were only two people left in home.

Mavis sat at a distance from him, took out her mobile phone, and watched videos.

She was upset and felt annoying.

For a while, she didn't know how to get along with Anthony.

The two sat so far apart.

After a long time, Anthony looked at her.

"lI don't want grandma to see any flaws." The implication was obvious. It was just that he didn't want to keep the cold war going, and Mavis knew what he meant.

"I know who I am and | know what to do." Her tone was still cold, and Anthony felt a little upset, but he didn't say anything sarcastic like before.

The relationship between the two finally eased up a bit, so he didn't want to make it worse again.

Mavis got up and planned to go upstairs, while Anthony also got up. "Accompany me to see Spencer tomorrow.

He... only if you are there, will he be willing to accept me a little bit." His words sounded a little helpless and requesting. Mavis responded with a light "okay", and went upstairs.

Early the next morning, Mavis made some cookies and small cakes for the two children.

When Anthony went downstairs, he saw her baking in the kitchen. She was wearing an apron, very like a virtuous wife.

Somehow, Anthony felt a faint sense of relief.

As if as long as she was there, he would be at peace.

He quietly walked to Mavis' side, and suddenly started helping her.

Mavis was stunned for a second, then continued to decorate the dessert as if nothing had happened.

The hands of the two would touch each other from time to time, which made Mavis a little unnatural.

Anthony's mood improved a lot, and he couldn't help but want to tease her.

His hand brushed past her hand intentionally or unintentionally, and touched the back of her hand. Mavis was startled, retracted, and accidentally broke the bag of cream.

The cream came out straight away.

And it splashed on her face.

"Hmm!" Because the cream was splashed around her eyes, Mavis couldn't handle it by herself, and the cream would get into the eyes if she was not careful.

But she didn't want to trouble Anthony, so she could only grope to the toilet, but was held back by a pair of strong hands.

Anthony raised her chin domineeringly, and said, "Don't move." He picked up a clean handkerchief beside him and wiped it off for her, and then dipped the handkerchief in water to wipe off the cream from her hair. His movements were very careful and gentle.

The distance between the two was very close, and Mavis can clearly smell him.

His breath still fascinated her as before, sweet and with a hint of clear tobacco smell.

He raised her jaw slightly and Mavis remained still for Anthony to wipe her face.

There was no makeup on her face. He can clearly see the small fluff on her delicate skin, smooth and tenderer than the cream.

Anthony was taken aback, and an imperceptible emotion flashed in his eyes.

After cleaning off the cream on her face, Anthony released her, but his voice was still cold, "What else needs to be dealt with?" Immediately, he turned and left.

Only when his back disappeared before her eyes did Mavis dare to take a breath.

Just now he... was so gentle.

It was the gentleness she hadn't felt in a long time.

The servants saw the kitchen being sprayed with cream, came over and asked, "Ma'am, do you need us to deal with it?" The servants’ voice brought Mavis back to her thoughts, "No need. I'll take care of it myself first." After preparing all the desserts, Mavis walked out of the kitchen and found Anthony sitting on the sofa in the living room, waiting for her.

"l... I'm done. | can go." After hearing her words, Anthony got up slowly, took the bag from her hand, and walked outside.

On the way to Lyre Spiti this time, Anthony took the initiative to chat about some interesting things. Mavis said a few words to him, which was not as embarrassing as before.

As they arrived at the Lyre Spiti, two children were playing in the yard, busy building a snowman in the yard.

The nanny was the first to speak out, "Spencer, Molly, your godmother is here and brought you delicious food." Both kids turned and ran towards Mavis.

Molly hugged Mavis' thigh and fawned, "Here you are. Daddy and Mommy are both out for work today. Only my brother and | are at home." Mavis laughed, "We accompany you, okay?" "Yeah!" Molly took Mavis' hand and walked into the yard, eager to show her the snowman she had built.

"Mavis, this is the snowman my brother and | built according to the pictures on the Internet. Does it look like Spencer?" Upon hearing this, Spencer retorted, "It's obviously like Molly. Not me." Molly jumped, "It's you!" Seeing the two kids arguing, Mavis just thought it was so cute, and her whole heart was about to melt.

She held one in each hand and said seriously, "Okay, if no one recognizes this snowman, then he will be your godfather, right?" It was good to blame on Anthony.