After divorce I am a billionaire
Chapter 735 Not a gentleman

Anthony turned off the screen of his phone and didn't return the message.

After quickly smoking a cigarette, he stepped on the gas and drove the luxury car in the moonlight, all the way back to Callahan Residence.

Callahan Residence.

The chef had already prepared the meal, and Timothy, Rebecca, and Mavis were already waiting for him to eat together in the dinning room.

Anthony walked into the room lazily with his hands in the trouser pockets, "I usually work overtime. I told you all to eat first. Why do you have to wait for me to come back for dinner today?"

Rebecca sat on the chair, resting her cheek with one hand. Her voice was delicate but not cloying, "It's because of Mavis. I told her to have dinner with Timothy, but she refused. She has to wait for you to come back. Let's eat together."

Timothy also said, "Anthony, your new wife is really good. She cares so much about you. Nowadays, there are not many good women like this. You have to be good to her."

Mavis lowered her eyes, feeling a little embarrassed to be complimented.

Anthony's eyes looked deep and stern, "Of course, my wife, I will naturally treat her well."

After the short conversation, when Anthony sat at the main seat, they began to have the dinner.

Soon only the sound of cutlery was left in the dinning room.

After the meal, Anthony and Mavis went back to the room together.

Mavis seemed very happy today and was in a particularly good mood.

Once back in the room, she couldn't wait to share a good news with Anthony.

"Mr. Callahan, I got a job today."

Anthony looked flat and didn't have a particularly big reaction. "Really? What kind of job?"

"I heard it is a real estate company with very good qualifications. I applied for the documenter which is usually responsible for arranging materials, helping employees in other departments, copying documents, etc., and the requirements for education background are not very high. I passed the video interview today. HR asked me to go to work tomorrow."

Anthony raised his eyebrows amusingly, "You don't even know which company it is. You only know it has a lot of qualifications, so you're not afraid of being cheated?"

Mavis shook her head, "It's your special assistant. Mr. Zack introduced this to me. He can work with you for so long. He must be reliable. I don't need to check the corporate qualifications. I can trust him." Anthony pursed his lips secretly, and felt very comfortable hearing this.

After a while, he felt something was wrong, "Do you trust Zack, or is it because you trust me?"

Mavis was taken aback, "Of course I trust you, but... is there a difference?"

Anthony scowled, stared at her, and said nothing.

Of course there was a difference.

He was her contracted husband, and Zack was nothing.

Besides, he asked Zack to do so for Mavis. How can this credit be given to Zack?

But Anthony wasn't going to tell Mavis the truth of the matter.

"Zack is serious and responsible in his work and meticulous. If you have any questions in the future, you can ask him for more advice. If you are bullied by the so-called qualified company, you can ask him for help."

Mavis nodded obediently, but felt strange in her heart.

In any case, she was now the wife of Anthony.

Anthony actually accepted her as a married woman and had more contact with Zack.

Was he not jealous at all?

Sure enough, it was an agreed marriage, and he didn't like her at all.

The happy mood just now disappeared instantly.

Mavis bowed her head and silently went to the closet to take out the quilt and pillow, put it on the sofa, laid the quilt and went to wash.

Anthony smoked a cigarette on the balcony.

When the sparks in his hand were gone, he returned to the bedroom and glanced at the sofa.

Timothy told him to treat Mavis well at dinner today.

This marriage agreement was beneficial to him, and it was a fair deal to Mavis, but after all, it was he who implicated her in the Callahan family ...

He thought about it carefully and looked at the direction of the bathroom.

...

After half an hour, Mavis washed her face, applied a mask and finished skin care.

As soon as she came out of the bathroom, she noticed Anthony lying lazily on the sofa opposite.

Anthony occupied the sofa she had just prepared, held a thick book and wore an pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which was unprecedented. Mavis froze in place.

Knowing Anthony for so long, this was the first time she saw him wearing glasses.

He looked cold and abstinent, like a a refined rascal.

There was nothing unsightly about his body. This man really can take everything in any outfit, and he was born good-looking.

Stopping her thoughts about Anthony's appearance, Mavis walked over slowly and said weakly, "Mr. Callahan...this is where I sleep..."

Anthony turned the pages of the book gracefully, without ever raising his eyes to look at her. His tone was light, "Your bed is quite warm. I want to sleep here. You go to sleep in the bed tonight."

"What?"

Mavis was stunned, "I don't it's good..."

"There's nothing wrong." He raised his eyebrows arbitrarily, "I'm not a gentleman, but I'm not a human being when I become a gentleman."

Mavis was going to be amused by him.

Obviously such a boyfriend-power thing was described by him as his own satire. No one could do the same like him.

"Go to bed. You're blocking my light." Anthony rolled over and lay on his side.

"Well then, Mr. Callahan, rest early. This sofa is a little small. If you feel uncomfortable at night, call me and we can change it back at any time."

"Hmm." He replied casually.

Mavis didn't leave, took a few more glances at the lazy look of him lying on his side reading a book, and instructed earnestly,

"Mr. Callahan, you've been busy all day. Rest early in the evening. If you have to read a book, sit up straight. Reading books like this will hurt your eyes, especially if you're wearing glasses." Anthony frowned slightly and sat up slowly, being a little impatient, "Leave me alone."

Mavis lowered her eyes, stopped talking, and silently went to bed to rest.

Anthony read the book for another half an hour before taking off his gold-rimmed glasses and switching the lights in the room to dimmed mode.

Confirming that the light did not affect Mavis' sleep, he went to the bathroom to take a shower.

But in reality, Mavis just closed her eyes and couldn't sleep at all.

She slept on Anthony's usual pillow and the soft bed that Anthony had lain on for many years.

There seemed to be a faint scent of Anthony's body on it, which was too easy to make people spellbound and unable to sleep at all.

Mavis' heartbeat was so fast that she couldn't figure out why he suddenly mercifully put her to bed today.

While she was thinking about it, Anthony was taking a shower in the bathroom, and the clatter of water could be heard clearly.

Mavis can almost imagine his delicate body dripping with water...

That was too lustful.

It was hard not to think wildly when sleeping in the same room and sleeping on his bed. And he was her contracted husband who was good-looking both in men's and women's clothes. The sound of the shower in the bathroom stopped.

Anthony, wrapped in a bathrobe, wiped his wet short hair with one hand, and walked out of the bathroom.

Mavis slept on the bed, squinting quietly and watching his every move.

It'd been a while since she moved into Callahan Residence, and she often saw Anthony coming out of the shower, but she'd never seen him half-wrapped in a bath towel and showing his upper body.

It was always covered by a bathrobe, and the abdominal muscles could not be seen at all.

Could it be that he was injured before and his body was not good-looking, so he had to cover it?

Mavis was very interested in everything about him.