Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot-Chapter 654 - 653: Uncle, You Go Out!

Nia Mitchell shifted unhappily, her brow furrowed in displeasure.

Hearing the CEO’s voice, she was visibly unhappy.

So, she chose to ignore him.

Maxwell Peary had thought she was going to get up, but she only stirred slightly before continuing to sleep.

"Mrs. Peary? Time to get up."

Maxwell Peary propped himself up on an elbow, his perfectly muscled torso exposed. A rare smile graced his face.

"Stop bothering me."

Nia Mitchell frowned, clearly not pleased, and pouted her lips in protest.

Maxwell Peary did a quick mental calculation. She had only slept for about five or six hours. After their exertions the previous night, she must be exhausted.

However, she had only eaten a little barbecue last night and had skipped breakfast. She absolutely couldn’t miss lunch.

"Time to eat. Get up."

Without ceremony, Maxwell Peary gave her bottom a light slap.

Mmm...

Nia Mitchell wrinkled her delicate eyebrows.

"I’m not eating."

A heavy drowsiness still enveloped her. She refused in a whiny, coquettish tone before promptly drifting back into a deep sleep.

"You must eat."

Maxwell Peary’s voice, allowing no refusal, cut in. With that, he walked into the bathroom naked, carrying Nia.

He filled the bathtub and carefully placed Nia inside.

"Hmm?"

Nia Mitchell finally opened her sore, tired eyes. Shielding them from the light, she squinted at the naked CEO standing beside the tub.

"Uncle?"

Her face flushed red, and her mind went blank for a moment.

"Finally awake?"

Maxwell Peary unceremoniously stepped into the bathtub, sinking down into the water.

SPLASH!

As Maxwell Peary also got in, a large amount of water slopped over the sides of the tub.

"Uncle!"

Nia Mitchell was now completely awake. Is the CEO planning to bathe with me?

"Uncle, please get out!"

Embarrassed and unsure what to do, Nia reflexively covered her chest with her hands.

Seeing her adorable reaction, Maxwell Peary smirked. He shook his head, unable to resist teasing her.

"Is there any part of you I haven’t seen?"

He leaned back comfortably in the tub, his eyes fixed on Nia Mitchell.

Then, he shifted, pulling the little woman into his embrace.

"I’ve discovered this is the best way to wake you up."

Maxwell Peary’s lips curved; he rather liked this method.

"From now on, if I can’t wake you in the morning, I’ll use this method."

Nia Mitchell’s mouth twitched. Why does it feel like Maxwell Peary is just being a rogue?

"No way! Can’t you just call me a few more times?"

Rabina Mitchell widened her eyes and prepared to stand up and get out of the bathtub.

But she was completely naked, and the bath towel was a good four or five steps away from the tub!

Oh my god! How am I going to get out of this awkward situation?

"Get out!"

Nia Mitchell slapped the CEO’s shoulder, her small face flushed bright red.

Maxwell Peary shook his head.

"I’m not done soaking."

With that, he leaned back elegantly, his eyes still fixed on Nia Mitchell.

Nia Mitchell was rendered speechless.

Shameless!

"I don’t care! Get out, get out, get out!"

Nia Mitchell decided to be a rogue too. She began to push the CEO, trying to stop him from enjoying his bath.

However, in the midst of their pushing and shoving, a certain ’little brother’ of the CEO, not content to be ignored, stirred.

Nia Mitchell hadn’t noticed it at first, but then her smooth, pale thigh inadvertently brushed against something hard, and then...

She swallowed hard. Is it too late to escape now?