Dump My Ex, Dive into Love with His Billionaire Uncle-Chapter 179: That’s Not a Girlfriend, Clearly Raising a Daughter

Chapter 179: Chapter 179: That’s Not a Girlfriend, Clearly Raising a Daughter

Bella Woods stared in shock at Ashton Marshall, trying to process what he had just said.

Hadn’t he always been trying to stop her from going abroad?

First, it was the school’s charity project, then it was Bella Woods’ self-funded study abroad—one thing after another; the principal had hinted to Bella Woods that someone was orchestrating things behind the scenes to prevent her from leaving.

Bella Woods always believed it was Ashton Marshall’s game with her that hadn’t ended, so he didn’t want her to go abroad.

But now Ashton Marshall spoke so naturally, it even made Bella Woods feel that her going abroad was something he had always been thinking about and arranging.

"Hmm?" Ashton Marshall pinched Bella Woods’ cheek, "Why aren’t you speaking?"

Bella Woods snapped back to reality and shook her head, "There are more classes this week."

"Pffft."

Tim Season suddenly laughed, but after receiving a warning glance from Ashton Marshall, he quickly bowed his head to eat, covering it up by praising, "This Wagyu is really good."

"How long will you be on this business trip?" Bella Woods asked, "Shouldn’t you go and rest for a bit now?"

"A week." Ashton Marshall finished and even teased, "I don’t know if I can make it back in time for you to toast me at the Hughes Family banquet and call me your little uncle."

Bella Woods knew Ashton Marshall was referring to the banquet at the Hughes Family.

He was teasing her.

Bella Woods didn’t know how to answer, so while lowering her head to eat, she softly said, "Take care of yourself on your trip."

"Does Miss Bella mean she’s not planning to go on the business trip with the Third Young Master?" Tim Season asked.

"There are quite a few classes at school, and at this time, it’s really troublesome to ask for leave." Bella Woods answered honestly.

"It’s a pity, really. There are many excellent schools in Country A, Miss Bella. If you have a look, it would provide you with good references." Tim Season sighed.

"It’s okay, there’s no rush on this matter."

"No rush?" Ashton Marshall glanced at Bella Woods.

His gaze was deep and penetrating, as if he could see through all her little thoughts, making her feel a bit exposed.

Bella Woods quickly averted her eyes, not daring to meet his gaze.

Ashton Marshall didn’t press the matter, instead, he ruffled her hair and let her continue eating the hotpot.

Tim Season wanted to say something more, but another glance from Ashton Marshall stopped him, so he just bowed his head and continued eating.

There were no more conversations after that, and Bella Woods kept on eating.

Ashton Marshall cooked meat and peeled shrimp for her, which she ate; however, she refused to eat the vegetables, yet Ashton Marshall forcefully made her eat half a bowl of vegetables.

Because of this, Bella Woods was sullen and unhappy.

After the hotpot was finished, Tim Season had people clean up, while Bella Woods sat on the sofa holding a drink, looking quite displeased.

Tim Season chuckled, "Your little girlfriend has quite the temper."

"Any objections?" Ashton Marshall retorted.

Tim Season immediately replied, "No, none at all."

"If you don’t have any objections, then why are you standing here?"

Understanding the meaning behind Ashton Marshall’s words, Tim Season realized the Third Young Master found him to be a bother, acting like a third wheel. He was a perceptive person.

He had initially come over for the hotpot to see Ashton Marshall’s situation with Bella Woods, and now that he had witnessed it, he could only sigh: the Third Young Master wasn’t treating her like a girlfriend but like a daughter.

But he didn’t dare comment further.

After witnessing the Third Young Master in love, he didn’t dare linger. "I’ll arrange for the private jet now."

With that, Tim Season left.

As Ashton Marshall walked over, Bella Woods was still sulky; he reached out and poked her cheek.

"Still upset?"

"I don’t like eating vegetables," Bella Woods looked at Ashton Marshall seriously, "Not even a little."

"Balanced nutrition is important," Ashton Marshall reminded.

"When you made me eat vegetables just now, you were very fierce." Bella Woods protested, with Tim Season, the outsider gone, she continued to voice her displeasure, "I was so happy eating hotpot, but then you forced me to eat vegetables, and when I didn’t, you got really fierce, really fierce."

Ashton Marshall sat beside Bella Woods. "Vegetables are full of vitamins. The human body’s structure is complex, especially when it comes to using food to enhance bodily functions. Each organ requires different things, and vegetables provide essential vitamins."

"If you don’t eat them now, you’ll get sick, end up taking medicine and injections, and eventually still need to eat them, all while harming your health. It’s not worth it."

Ashton Marshall patiently explained, while pulling Bella Woods into his embrace, poking her face, "Understand?"

Of course, Bella Woods knew the benefits of eating vegetables; she wasn’t a child.

But with him here, she just wanted to act spoiled. "But you were fierce to me."

"Then from now on, I’ll speak nicely and won’t be fierce with you, okay?" Ashton Marshall coaxed in a soft voice.

Bella Woods initially just wanted to act spoiled, but she truly was upset. Yet when Ashton Marshall pampered her, her anger dissipated, and she snuggled into his arms.

"While I’m away, someone will contact you daily to bring you meals. You must eat everything, you can’t not eat," Ashton Marshall patted Bella Woods’ head.

"There will definitely be a lot of vegetables." Bella Woods was highly protesting.

"I’ll have them prepared to taste as good as possible, how does that sound?" He coaxed her just like a child.

But Bella Woods couldn’t help feeling happy being pampered in this way.

She nodded obediently, "Okay."

"So good." Ashton Marshall kissed her forehead.

Bella Woods snuggled further into his embrace.

"Tired? Do you want to sleep?" Ashton Marshall asked.

Bella Woods shook her head, holding her phone, watching the time tick by—only an hour left until Ashton Marshall’s departure.

Listening to Tim Season and Ashton Marshall discuss going abroad earlier hadn’t affected Bella Woods much, but now, in Ashton Marshall’s arms, watching the time, the reluctance hit her.

It felt quite painful.

"Ashton Marshall." Bella Woods called softly.

"Hmmm?" Ashton Marshall rubbed his chin against her forehead.

"It’s nothing."

After she spoke, there was silence, but a moment later she couldn’t help herself, "Ashton Marshall."

"Hmmm." Ashton Marshall responded.

After responding, Bella Woods fell silent again.

After a minute or two, Bella Woods spoke again, "Ashton Marshall."

"Hmmm." He continued to respond patiently.

However, each time he responded, Ashton Marshall would hold Bella Woods a little tighter.

Bella Woods realized she missed him and didn’t want to let him go.

And she also felt that whenever she called Ashton Marshall’s name, he knew it was because she didn’t want to let him go, and after responding, he would hold her tighter.

"Ashton Marshall..." Bella Woods spoke again, but this time she didn’t fall silent, instead, she looked at him and asked, "When you come back, will you still hold me like this?"

She asked cautiously.

Previously she believed Ashton Marshall was only playing games with her, so when the game wasn’t over, he didn’t want her to go abroad.

But today his natural attitude about her studying abroad made Bella Woods feel that even if she did go abroad, Ashton Marshall would still be there for her.