Powerless Against His Feisty Wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 481 - チャプター 490

Grayson was still unhappy. "Why am I only 'kind of' a friend? Is Robert your friend?" he asked.Belle didn't know what to say. "Why do you always bring him up? You never admit it when I say you like him. Think about it! You always bring him up. Do you have a crush on him or something?""Am I crushing on him, or are you crushing on him?" Grayson replied."I obviously don't have a crush on him, and he doesn't like me either. We're just friends. Do I always bring him up? No, but you do. You know, I heard that people will always subconsciously bring up their crushes in conversations. They'll always find a way to talk about their crush, too."Grayson's mouth twitched. "Don't say that! You may not like him, but what if he likes you?""Then it's his business. I'm not stupid, anyway. I'll know if he likes me. He just treats me as a friend.""What if he really does have a crush on you and confessed to you?"Belle replied without hesitation, "Then I'd stay away from him. It's not like I l

"What third-wheel? He's like a brother to me, and I'm like a sister to him. I'm also a lot older than him. He's practically family. I want you to meet my family, and I want my family to meet my best friend," Ginger said."Okay," Belle replied. "I don't know if I have anything going on tonight yet, but if I'm free, I'll meet you guys.""Alright. Call me.""I will."After hanging up, Belle didn't think too much about it. She didn't really pay any attention to who Ginger's "brother" might be.Since she was no longer sleepy, she lay on her bed and stared at the ceiling in deep thought.There were no updates about Lena, and she couldn't meet Patrick any time soon. She also couldn't figure out the connection between Robert and Mr. Bunny.She could only place her hopes on opening the clinic as soon as possible.Not only would it earn money, but she could also help those in need. She could also use the opportunity to study medicine since it was one of her interests.As she thought abo

The room was empty. Robert sighed and opened the closet door. Patrick was hugging his knees to his chest and curled up in the corner of his closet.Robert's heart ached for him. He reached out to him. "Patrick, come here. I'll carry you out."Patrick looked at him and blinked. He carefully walked out.Robert carried him and sat him down on the sofa. "Why were you in the closet? Were you afraid?" Patrick nodded."We're at home," Robert said. "I'm here, and Grandpa is here. No one can hurt you. Don't be scared."Patrick still didn't reply.Robert said, "I know a very pretty lady. She's gentle and nice, and she's a very good person. Do you want to be her friend?"Patrick shook his head.Robert kept trying. "She loves to laugh, and she knows how to play a lot of games. You'll definitely like her."Patrick shook his head even more. He began trying to work out of Robert's grip.Patrick was frowning. He was clearly unhappy that Robert tried to make him befriend a girl.Robert did

Belle had already walked over to Tristan. She frowned and looked at him. She didn't know his name, but he was a familiar face. She knew he was Grayson's friend.Belle didn't reply. She chose to walk straight to Scott and said with a frown, "Are you crazy?""What are you doing here?" Scott asked."If you want to fight, at least make it one-on-one. What are you doing going solo against eight people? Did you hit your head too hard?" she retorted.Scott was about to reply when the gangsters began to speak up again. "Is this your little sidekick? Are you trying to trade her off with us?""She's quite the looker. If you let her give us a good time for just one night, we'll let you go."　Scott picked up another glass bottle and smashed it against one of their heads. "Don't say that shit.""You pussy! What's with the ambush?" The man touched the blood on his head and rushed forward with a knife in hand.Belle frowned and grabbed his wrist. She casually flipped him over her shoulder, an

Soon enough, Trent showed up. The moment he appeared, the atmosphere grew tense again.Trent was tall and broad. A rival had dug up his left eye, so he only had his right eye left. His body was littered with scars, and he clearly led a violent life.He looked at his subordinates, who were lying broken on the floor with a dark expression.One of the subordinates began to complain, "Right there! They're the ones who disrespected you! We already mentioned that we were under you, and yet they still picked a fight! They're purposely trying to question your authority! If word of this got out, how are we going to continue in Maltford?"Trent kicked him away. "Shut up, you useless piece of shit!"After that, he turned to look at Scott and Belle.Tristan and Scott stood in front of her at the exact same time to protect her.Scott wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth away. "I'm the one who started it. If you have a problem, take it up with me! I'll be more than happy to join!"Tris