CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

Chapter 118

Finley’s weakness was cooking.

No matter what, Bryan was still her husband. It wasn’t that girl’s turn to please him.

Suddenly, an idea came to her. She rushed over, grabbed a few pieces of peach cookies from the other’s plate and stuffed them into her mouth.

She ate too fast, and it choked her.

“Cough cough…”

Immediately, she picked up the pot of tea and downed the liquid directly from the spout.

Then, she burped.

Tessa was bewildered for a while before she screamed, “Gosh, you ugly b*tch, what right do you have to eat my food? I made them for Bryan.”

The little girl was so angry that her face turned pale, her feet stamping on the ground.

Finley licked the corner of her lips, “Bryan doesn’t like to eat sweet food. Your pastry is too sweet and the tea is too bitter. It’s not delicious. Bryan won’t like them even if you bring them in. It’s just right for me to eat them so we don’t waste them.”

mad to say anything. She simply opened the door of the study and rushed in with the empty tray.

that she was about to

She wanted to see if Bryan would scold

afternoon tea.

held low as he was working. Bryan looked up at Tessa in front of him,

cookies I made for you.” Tessa was so angry that she didn’t remember the etiquette at all. Even if she remembered, she

are you so petty?”

lip in grievance, “But I made them for

you.

out. Don’t let me say it a second time.” No one dared to resist Bryan’s cold order once

walk out of the study with the tray in her hand.

Finley flashed into

out, her heart was filled with

down.

shoved the tray into the help’s arms then marched toward the woman’s room, slamming on

out here. I didn’t play with you. Give me back

you ugly b*tch, if you have the gut, come out

was throwing a tantrum outside.

while, but the other was so

“Why are you so stingy? It’s just a plate of cookies. I’ll make