Silas Shaw laughed, exasperated by her.
Raising an eyebrow, he asked: "Are you swearing at me because I didn't give you candy? I still have some in my office, want Brother Shaw to get you some?"
Serena Sutton scoffed, "Who wants your candy! Forget it, I don't want to talk to someone like you who's stubborn as a dead duck and says one thing and means another."
Silas Shaw: "..." Wow, every word she used to curse me was spot on.
Serena Sutton dismissed him with disdain, uttering a "pssh" before grabbing her little watering can and leaving.
The Great Dr. Shaw stood in place, leisurely took out his phone from his pocket, and sent a message to Caleb Lockwood: "Buddy, your little wife is quite something, smart and good at insulting."
Soon after, he sent a "Pouting Baby" emoji.
Caleb Lockwood was reading some literature when he received Silas Shaw's message. He glanced at the phone screen. Your little wife? His dark eyes sparkled a bit—this nickname...
Not bad.
