"Teacher Ryan!"

When Steven Jones heard this, his eyes immediately turned red. His expression seemed to say that if Ryan Holland said anything wrong, he would pounce on him at any time and strangle him to death.

Ryan Holland sighed with an expression as if he was saying "I told you so", "Don't look at me, he was looking for me to get a divorce."

"..."

Steven Jones had a limited IQ outside of the business field. He looked at Nathan Shaw. Then he looked at Ryan Holland, and he finally turned his eyes to the person who had been silent all this time.

"Georgie, do you understand what he was saying?"

This reliance was something that others could not be comparable to, and George Young was very happy to help him solve his doubts.

"That's why, six years ago, when Nate and Sierra Moore registered their marriage, they found Ryan Zi to apply for a divorce agreement. Now, they are getting back together."

Steven Jones wanted to clap for his reasoning, turning around and looking at Nathan Shaw and Ryan Holland angrily. "Teacher Ryan, you are too mean. You didn't say anything when you knew that Boss was married."

"This can't be blamed on me. Or do you think that Mr. Shaw would want others to know that he just got married and divorced?" Ryan Holland shrugged innocently.

What he said was reasonable, but it was unforgivable to hide the truth.

"Teacher Ryan, I'll scratch you to death!" Steven Jones cried out weirdly and rushed over, messing up his meticulously combed hair.

Ryan Holland was so mad that he gritted his teeth and said, "Dr. Young, arent you going to do anything about Steven?"

Hearing this, Steven became even angrier. He forgot about the matter of Nathan Shaw getting married. He grabbed Ryan Holland by the neck and threatened to die with him.

George Young calmly watched the two of them play around. His gaze fell on the person who had created all of this as the corners of his mouth curved up. "So what is it now? Are you going to remarry again?"

Nathan Shaw thought to himself, "Without a divorce, how could there be a need to remarry?"

Nathan Shaw looked at him with a fake smile, not saying a word.

"Aren't you afraid that she will marry someone else if you do this? Are you so sure that she will come back?" Looking at Mr. Shaw's crafty and arrogant look, George Young felt a chill and shook his body.

"I'm not sure," Nathan Shaw said, tapping his fingers on his knees, "I just think she is suitable."

After appearing as a guest surgeon a few times, George Young understood that Nathan Shaw had fallen for Sierra Moore. Otherwise, he would not have done this for her.

Even the company's project could be used to pick up girls. Mr. Shaw's magnificent feat of spending a lot of money seemed to only be enjoyed by someone from back then.

Seeing that it was already very late, George Young kicked the buttocks of the two people who were wrestling on the sofa. "How old are you? Why are you pulling hair? Aren't you childish?"

George Young pulled Steven Jones away, only to hear a roar behind him, "George Young, you have been a playboy for a thousand years. I curse you to become impotent when you see women. You will never be able to marry a wife in your life."

George Young ignored his curse. He threw Steven, who had lost the battle, into the car and left.

After they left, Nathan Shaw stood up and brushed off the nonexistent dust on his clothes before walking up the stairs with a smile on his face.

In fact, it was not because Sierra Moore was shy, but because she had not recovered from her illness and was not feeling well, so she directly went back to her room to lie down after eating.

When Nathan Shaw returned to the room, Sierra Moore had already fallen asleep. In a daze, she felt that someone was touching her face and making trouble to prevent her from sleeping.

Baby Su, with a bad waking-up temper, was unhappy. She frowned and turned over. Unexpectedly, her one leg fell out of the quilt and dragged onto the ground. Her sleeping posture was too overwhelming.

"Idiot." Nathan Shaw carried her back to the bed and put her back on it. This person very consciously crawled into his arms, causing the young man to inhale repeatedly.

If he hadn't dared to overestimate this person's intelligence, he would have suspected that she had done it on purpose.

He turned off the lights and lay on the bed. He held the girl with the lemon fragrance in his arms. He felt that the time was quiet. After a long time, he sighed in the dark.

He thought to himself, "Idiot, how long do you want me to wait?"

This time, because Sierra Moore was sick, she had no choice but to ask for leave from the company. When she called the company, she was too embarrassed to open her mouth.

But this time, she fell ill because she fulfilled the company's hard work, which could be counted as an occupational injury, so the company had no reason not to approve her leave.

Anyway, it would be the year-end holiday in a few days. At most, she could be considered to have the holiday in advance.

Although it was a holiday, Sierra Moore did not have the mood to enjoy it. These two days, her body temperature repeatedly rose over and over again, causing Mr. Shaw to be furious. He ordered Sierra Moore to lie in bed for two days.

On the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, Sierra Moore woke up in the morning and found that the position beside her was empty. No one supervised her. She only put on a coat and went downstairs.

When she walked to the living room, she saw the scraps of paper thrown by someone outside the window. They were falling down piece by piece.

Slowly, the falling speed became faster and faster as if they were not just scraps of paper.

To verify her speculation, Sierra Moore hurriedly ran over to open the door. A bit of wetness was blown on her face by the wind outside the door. It was cool and comfortable.

Sierra Moore looked at the sky in surprise. It was snowing.

"It's snowing..." Like a child who had not grown up, Sierra Moore happily ran around the courtyard, reaching out to catch the falling snowflakes in the sky.

Nathan Shaw finished the video conference in the study. When he returned to the room and did not see anyone, he went downstairs. Unexpectedly, just as he went downstairs, he heard Wendy say, "Young Miss, it's cold outside. You haven't put on many clothes before going out."

It had only been a short while since he didn't stare at that woman, but she had already caused him trouble again.

Nathan Shaw walked to the door and looked at the girl in the yard with anger in his eyes.

She only wore a coat outside her pajamas and came out. Yesterday, when her body temperature alternated between hot and cold, who was crying in pain? She was disobedient to the words he just said. She really did not learn.

Sierra Moore also saw him and waved at him. "Nathan Shaw, come here quickly. The snow is so heavy. It won't be long before we can build a snowman outside!"

Nathan Shaw thought to himself, "I think it won't be long before you become a snowman!"

"If you dare to run outside without wearing your clothes again, I will leave you here as a snowman," Nathan Shaw said as he walked over and held her hand, shooting a cold gaze over at her.

Later, after hearing the words, Sierra Moore finally found out that someone was angry. Thinking of the scene of herself being treated as a snowman, Sierra Moore timidly shrank back and complained, "Nathan Shaw, you are so violent!"

He didn't know what to think, but he turned to look at her and asked seriously, "Actually, I have something more violent. Do you want to see it?"

Seeing him like this, Sierra Moore knew that it was not a good thing. She quickly shook her head. "I don't want to. I don't want to. I am very hungry. Let's go out and eat!"

"You still want to eat after making a mistake?" Nathan Shaw pulled her back to her room and was about to teach her a lesson when his phone rang.

Seeing him answer the phone, Sierra Moore was glad that she had escaped. She was about to sneak away, but someone grabbed the clothes on the back of her neck. "Where are you going?"

"I want to pee." Sierra Moore looked at him fawningly.

With this little bit of cultivation and tricks, how could she possibly scare the wise and mighty Mr. Shaw?

Then, he let go. Under the expectation in Sierra Moore's eyes, he said slowly, "If you dare to leave half a step, I will break your legs and lock you in the small black room!"

Sierra Moore was so scared that she had goosebumps all over her body. She quickly sat down next to him.

Seeing that she was obedient, Nathan Shaw turned his attention to the phone. When the call connected, he asked indifferently, "Arthur, what's the matter?"

Then, she did not know what they were talking about, but she heard him say, "I understand. Tell Grandpa that I will take her back in two days."

Sierra Moore still did not know what had happened. She only knew that she was not out of danger yet, so she looked at him with her eyes wide open.

Seeing that Nathan Shaw had finished talking on the phone and was beginning to focus on herself, Sierra Moore felt her heart skip a beat. She quickly got close to him fawningly.

She hugged Nathan Shaw's arm and tried her best to display her servility. She tiptoed and kissed Nathan Shaw on the chin. "Nathan Shaw, when the snow in the yard is accumulated tomorrow, let's have a snowball fight!"

She was really looking forward to it. So many years later, she could still look forward to it like this.

Nathan Shaw lowered his head and looked at her, thinking to himself, "This woman is the best at deceiving others. She is simply arrogant because of her favor. She has not even recovered from her illness yet and she dares to go out without clothes. She deserves to be taught a lesson!"

"No tolerance!"

He gently pinched one of Sierra Moore's ears and asked her, "What did I say if you don't listen to me?"

"Wow..." Sierra Moore was so scared that she was about to cry. Her little head dug into his chest and kept moving, which made the young master's heart tremble.

She knew when to show weakness the most and said pitifully, "Nathan Shaw, I know I was wrong. Don't be angry!"

He wasn't angry, but his heart ached. She hadn't recovered from her illness, yet she was still wearing so little. When she was getting worse, she would be the one who would suffer. The one who would be distressed would be him!

This disobedient woman, he absolutely could not indulge her again this time.

He threw his phone on the sofa and pinched her chin as he warned, "If it happens again, face the wall and reflect on yourself."

He threatened her with the small dark room again, but ever since he was drunk and went crazy, he had someone seal the storage room. He was just saying so to scare her.

Sierra Moore was well aware of this and nodded randomly. In short, she should agree first.

Sierra Moore was so obedient that she finally smoothed Nathan Shaw's frowns. Just as he was about to say a few more words, the phone rang.

From the other side of the ocean, a person with awkward Chinese said to the receiver, "Xiao, why did it take so long to answer the phone?"

This person was clearly not good at Chinese, but he still liked to talk to him in Chinese. Nathan Shaw was unhappy that the person disturbed his education on his wife, so he said coldly, "If you have something to say, say it!"

"Xiao, you are very angry. Are you dissatisfied with your desires?" Feeling disdained, Henry Foster cried out in pain.

This time, he used the right word. Nathan Shaw snorted and turned his cold eyes to look at the person who was playing dumb. A dark light flashed in his eyes.

Henry Foster called Nathan Shaw to ask about Elsa Foster.

"What do you think happened to this girl? After she came back from your place, something was wrong. She locked herself in her room all day and cried. Did she suffer any grievances?"