All Chapters of Powerless Against His Feisty Wife: Chapter 671 - Chapter 680

Upon noticing Robert's phone call, Belle picked up the pace with Simon."Mrs. Sylvester Senior is like a grandmother to me. We're family as far as I'm concerned, so don't trouble yourself about this. Tell the others to work hard alongside you in making the clinic a success. You and your family are always welcome in Maltford."Simon was already sobbing uncontrollably as Belle finished her words and hung up.She returned a call to Robert and was met with an explanation from him."I was in the middle of a drill just now, so my phone was switched off.""Oh, yeah, I could tell that you were busy. I wanted to thank you for giving me the clinic. I needed it. It's perfect."Robert replied, "I just happened to know the clinic's previous owner. He had sold it to me due to an emergency. I've been putting it aside since then, as I was not often in Maltford myself. Besides, I know nothing about medicine. I figured it is best to give it to you and put it to good use."He promptly received a n

As everyone headed into the house, Meredith praised Sixteen once more."Sixteen had been patiently waiting for the both of you all day and all night at the front gate and refused to come back inside the house.""Sixteen is such a good boy!" Belle chimed in.Entering the house, Belle helped Grayson take off his jacket and hung it on the coat rack by the door. She also attentively prepared his slippers for him.Grayson quietly enjoyed the rare occasion with a bright smile on his face.Belle put on her own change of slippers and helped him over to the living room sofa. Meredith then presented the couple with a bowl of hot soup for each of them."Have some soup to warm up. Dinner will be ready soon."Belle blurted out her thoughts as she took a sip of the soup. "Home is where the heart is, after all."Grayson replied, "I've tried to tell you that, but you insisted that I spend a few days at the hospital."She sighed in disbelief. "Take a look at your wounds! Of course you would

Grayson remarked, "Look! It's snowing heavily outside."Belle turned toward the window to verify his statements and witnessed sizable snowflakes leisurely drifting around, eventually settling onto the ground.It was quite the mesmerizing scenery.Sixteen was also having fun. It was playing with the snow in the front yard.She almost wanted to join Sixteen but had refrained from doing so due to Grayson's condition."There's snow every single year. You can have a look next time. Just go back and rest."Grayson replied, "But will you still be by my side then?"It was the first time Belle felt sad when she thought about their separation in the future.After a few seconds of silence, she retorted, "What's wrong with you? You're so emotional all of a sudden. Our marriage contract is for two years, remember? I can still watch the snow with you next year."She then tried to pull him back into the house.Grayson hissed from the pain.Belle was shocked. "What's wrong?""Be gentle."

Belle was already as red as a tomato as she became fed up with his endless muttering."I'm leaving if you don't stop!"Grayson smiled and heeded her demands. He rested his chin atop her head and held her tighter into his arms.Her heart was beating faster than ever, as she had never felt anything like this before.Her threat to leave his side was just a bluff, as she also enjoyed nestling in his arms and watching the snow. She felt safe and happy even if she could not understand her own feelings.The couple eventually fell asleep in each other's arms. Belle woke up in the middle of the night at one o'clock. She was startled upon realizing how late it was. She took a look out the window with the help of the measly moonlight to find the snow continuing to fall.She then heard Grayson's light snoring coming from directly above her head.His arms were still wrapped around her tightly. They remained in place ever since he fell asleep.She carefully freed herself and stood up witho

Meredith smiled as she noticed the blushing Belle. "Have fun at the yard, you two. I'll prepare breakfast right away."Grayson walked toward Belle with his shovel still in his hand after Meredith went into the house. "Your face is all red, Belle."Belle glared at him without any intention to hide her reddish cheeks. "Who cares about your silly snowmen? I don't need you to make me happy!"He could tell that she was just putting up a false front. "I can flatten them if you hate them so much.""Do whatever you want. It's not like I spent all my time making them."He raised the shovel and motioned to flatten the snowmen only to be met with a panicking Belle. "Hey, wait! You can't possibly be so cruel!"He replied, "I made the snowmen to make you happy. If you don't like it, there's no point in keeping them around, is there?""I … You … Who cares! You can't destroy any of them!""Why not?"Belle curled her lips and could not come up with a proper reason for a reply."I don't nee