Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot

Chapter 1207: Chapter 1206: Shirley Grant, You’re Having a Nightmare

”Really? I’ve never been camping before.”

I’ve never been camping since I was a child; I’ve only seen it on TV. It must be so romantic.

We’ll also be able to watch the sunrise.

Just thinking about it is so wonderful.

”Of course it’s true. I’ll do all the things with you that you’ve never done before.”

Maxwell Peary’s eyes carried a tender affection as he spoke, reaching out to pat her little head.

Nia Mitchell shrank her shoulders slightly, turned her head, and gave Maxwell a smile.

”Sure, when we have free time, let’s go hiking. I’ve never seen the ocean. I’ve never traveled to faraway places. I’ve never been on a Ferris wheel. Let’s do all of these things together someday. I really want to learn to swim, but I’m terrified of water because I almost drowned as a child...”

Nia Mitchell seemed to have opened a floodgate, speaking sentence after sentence.

The entire car was filled with only Nia’s voice.

Listening to her, the tenderness in Maxwell Peary’s eyes gradually turned to pity.

This little Rabina Mitchell, how he wished he had met her earlier.

That way, she could have enjoyed his affection sooner.

”Alright, let’s do them all when the time comes.”

”Okay!”

...

Andrew Davidson had become increasingly prompt at handling things; this time, in just two short days, he resolved the family matter with Han Mo Li.

Late at night, he drove back to the villa, parked the car, and breathed a sigh of relief.

After going upstairs and freshening up, he gently opened Shirley Grant’s bedroom door.

He didn’t turn on the light, just relied on the moonlight to quietly watch her as she slept.

Though it had only been two days since he last saw her, it felt like centuries had passed.

Whenever he had a moment, he wondered what magic this woman possessed that could so easily ensnare him.

It was as if he was bewitched, unable to free himself.

Shirley Grant furrowed her brow and turned over.

In her dream, she saw Gerry Peary. Gerry was like a normal little boy, able to bounce and jump, smiling joyfully.

He was holding Alan Morgan’s hand, and after playing until exhaustion, he turned to look at her.

”Mommy, Mommy! Come over here! Come play with us!”

”Mommy! Daddy says he really likes you; you two are so cute.”

”Mommy! Hurry, come over, come over!”

...

She so desperately wanted to walk over.

But it was as if an invisible wall blocked her path, and she couldn’t get through.

”Gerry...”

”Gerry...”

Shirley Grant murmured uneasily, brows knotted.

Andrew’s steps halted as he was about to leave.

Gerry?

Who was that?

Was it the man she couldn’t forget?

”Gerry... Gerry...”

In the blink of an eye in her dream, Gerry was already lying in the resuscitation room, and she was anxiously standing not far away.

Alan Morgan sat outside the operating room, his head in his hands, looking utterly defeated.

Shirley wanted to go over and offer comfort, but it seemed she could only pace in place, unable to take even a single step forward, forever unable to reach the end.

”Gerry... Gerry... Mommy’s here.”

Shirley Grant’s forehead was slick with sweat from her anxiety, and her voice became heart-wrenching.

Seeing Shirley in this state, Andrew immediately became anxious and decided to wake her.

”Shirley Grant, Shirley Grant!”

He reached out to gently shake her shoulder.

”Gerry!”

Shirley suddenly sat up, her face full of terror.

”It’s okay, it’s okay, it was just a dream.”

Andrew immediately turned on the bedside lamp and sat beside her to comfort her.

Shirley blinked, looking up at Andrew.

Sweat trickled down her forehead as she reached out to pull the blanket around herself tightly.

”Why are you in my room?”