Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 276

Damien Smyth just squinted for a moment, closing his eyes to rest, and woke up when Vivienne Quinn sat on her lap.

Hearing what Vivienne Quinn said next to his ear, he instantly regained his energy.

Damien Smyth opened his eyelids and saw the charming Vivienne Quinn in front of him, his heart moved.

Vivienne Quinn put her arms around his neck, raised her lips and smiled," Are you really asleep?"

Damien Smyth pinched her waist and smiled lowly. "Don't make trouble, I was joking with you just now, you are not in good health, we will have sex when you recover." "Don't want to have sex? That's fine."

Damien Smyth, "..."

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Then, she got up, walked to the window, closed the window, and deliberately drew the curtains, then walked to the door and locked it.

Damien Smyth smiled when he saw Vivienne Quinn 's actions, "Is this a big deal?"

Vivienne Quinn shrugged and got into bed, "I'm really tired today, so let's rest. If you don't want to have sex, don't think about it. Then you can go to the guest room."

The doors are locked, let him sleep in the guest room?

This small thought, still don't understand?

Vivienne Quinn is angry.

Damien Smyth smiled, and followed under the covers.

"Honey, are you angry?"

Vivienne Quinn blinked and asked knowingly, "What am I angry about?"

Damien Smyth smiled lowly, she reached out and squeezed his neck, "Do you want to have sex, do you want to have sex."

Damien Smyth laughed out loud, Vivienne Quinn was naturally a pinched Damien Smyth, she was just kidding.

"No one would ask for that." Damien Smyth stopped laughing and grabbed her hand, "Honey, you really don't need to..." "It's okay." Vivienne Quinn smiled.

Damien Smyth naturally knew what Vivienne Quinn was up to.

Vivienne Quinn was wronged by that

Vivienne Quinn is willing, she is willing to have sex with Damien Smyth.

Damien Smyth stopped her, "Honey, I wish I knew what you mean."

Vivienne Quinn took his hand away and said, "You've done so much for me, let me do something for you."

Vivienne Quinn said it all, what else can Damien Smyth say?

From the moment he met Vivienne Quinn, he had a hunch that if he wanted to fall on this woman, let alone fall on her in this life, even if it was forever, he would be willing.

after an hour.

Damien Smyth kissed Vivienne Quinn 's forehead, "Honey, I love you."

Vivienne Quinn leaned over him with her eyes closed and said, "Well, I know, I always knew."

Damien Smyth was so good, she almost failed.

Damien Smyth smiled, "You are also tired today, go to sleep."

"Hmm." Vivienne Quinn wanted to talk about Evangeline, but when she got to the point of speaking, she felt that there was no need to say any more. Damien Smyth had already done a good job. Tired Vivienne Quinn fell asleep quickly.

Damien Smyth couldn't sleep, he felt refreshed. After Vivienne Quinn fell asleep, he walked out of the bedroom, heard crying in the baby room, and went in to have a look.

The two babies are hungry again, and it's time for night milk.

The confinement sisters were mixing milk powder, and Violet Smyth was also coaxing Murphy with her arms.

"Damien, it's so late, why haven't you slept yet?" Violet Smyth asked.

"Hear the voice and come over and take a look." Damien Smyth walked over to see his daughter and son.

As soon as they took milk, the two babies stopped crying, their eyeballs opened wide, their little hands stretched out, and they held the feeding bottle, as if they were afraid that others would snatch it. Damien Smyth's heart melted as he watched the baby's small mouth sucking on the pacifier.

Probably this is the meaning of a new life, watching one's own child grow up little by little, carrying one's own blood, one's own surname, passed on from generation to generation.

Damien Smyth didn't know why he made money before, but now he has a goal, which is to give his wife and children a better life.

This is what it means for a man to make money and struggle.

Violet Smyth said with a smile," Damien, you look so cute. Now I think about the two children every day, and they are very energetic."

Violet Smyth is very energetic every day, as long as she looks at the babies, she is very active in everything she does.

play cards with her friends now, and the tea with her sisters is also canceled. Even if she goes out, she still has to bring her grandson or granddaughter.

Everyone in the circle knows that Violet Smyth loves her two children, and they all praise Vivienne Quinn for her good fortune. The two children have taken care of her mother-in-law. "Yeah." Damien Smyth just responded, without making too much conversation, focusing on the baby's feeding.

He knew that Violet Smyth liked children, so Violet Smyth moved here, and he didn't say anything.

He can't really marry a wife and have a child, so let's put his mother aside.

After becoming a parent, I can better understand the heart of my parents.

Violet Smyth asked," Damien, why didn't Christian stay at home today? I didn't know until I came back that Christian said she had gone to a hotel. Did Vivienne arrange this?" Damien Smyth teased the baby and said, "Well, I'm going to the hotel. I told you, this is arranged by Vivienne Quinn. Mom, you don't have to ask.

Violet Smyth wanted to say something, but swallowed it back.

But what Vivienne Quinn did made Violet Smyth more sure that Vivienne Quinn was stingy, but she kept this thought in her heart and didn't say it.

As the hostess of the Smyth family, don't you have the capacity to accommodate people at all?

This spread, people laugh.

And her worries really happened.

The next day, someone posted a post on the Internet, saying that Vivienne Quinn, as the hostess of the Smyth family, had arranged for her sister and father to live in the hotel. The post didn't say who it was, only alluding to Vivienne Quinn.

Violet Smyth frowned when she saw the hot search, and when she saw Vivienne Quinn coming downstairs, she called over and said, " Vivienne, the hot search on the Internet, have you read it?" "What hot search?" Vivienne Quinn woke up and went to see the baby, before she had time to look at her phone.

"Look." Violet Smyth handed her phone to Vivienne Quinn.

Vivienne Quinn saw the trending search and instantly understood.

Violet Smyth said," Vivienne, you are now Damien 's wife, the proprietress of Skyreach Group, you have to think more about everything you do, and don't allow people to catch mistakes. Don't underestimate any small matter, there are too many people talking about it, Your image in the circle is also fixed. Now you represent the Skyreach Group,

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Damien."

Now when the outside world talks about Vivienne Quinn, they will add the proprietress of Skyreach Group to the prefix.

Her words and deeds now represent not only herself.

Vivienne Quinn didn't say much, instead of arguing with Violet Smyth, she said, "Mom, I know, I will pay attention in the future."

She didn't speak ill of Christian Mendoza in front of Violet Smyth, she didn't think it was necessary.

As long as you know it." Violet Smyth said, "There will be many more gatherings than this one in the future. Whatever happens to the Smyth family will be handled by you in the future. If you don't understand, I will teach you."

"Okay, thank you Mom." Vivienne Quinn studied humbly.

Mrs. Quinn went downstairs, she happened to see the scene where Violet Smyth accused Vivienne Quinn. The former Violet Smyth would never say these things. When encountering such a problem, she would defend Vivienne Quinn first and stand side by side with Vivienne Quinn. online, but this time, Violet Smyth blamed Vivienne Quinn first.

The addition of a child to the family was originally a happy event for everyone, but now there are more and more problems and conflicts.

hotel.

Luis Mendoza also saw the hot search and asked Christian

Mendoza, "What's going on? You posted it on the Internet?"

"Dad, how is it possible." Christian Mendoza shook his head, "I just found out, maybe someone is jealous of my sister, so they will provoke discord. I don't think there is anything wrong with staying in a hotel. I shouldn't

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Who Doesn't Have the Right?

"You!"

The young man was also enraged by Cierra. He no longer cared about his gentlemanly manners and rushed toward her even if Cierra was a woman.

"What right do you have to say that about me? Am I wrong? You are just a young girl. Your being a judge here is a humiliation to us. We should ask you to get lost!"

Because he suddenly approached, his angry voice suddenly became louder, which made Cierra frown uncomfortably.

But Cierra didn't move. She still sat steadily on the chair, and her voice was calm.

"First of all, I'll repeat it again. Don't discriminate against female chefs. I'm not the only female chef here. Secondly, I'm invited by the organizer on behalf of L'Opera Restaurant. You have no right to ask me to get out of here. If you really think that you're humiliated, it's not by me.

"Finally, I want to remind you if you have confidence in your chef, no matter who is sitting here today, you should not care. As long as the taste is good enough, are you afraid that you can win the recognition of the judges?"

still

Cierra said, with her fingers tapping on the table, once again blocking the young man's

words.

"Young man, if you have time and energy, think about today's competition and think about how to improve your cooking skills, instead of standing out here and thinking of defending justice for others." "How do you know I haven't been well prepared for today's competition? Besides, I'm not defending justice for others. I'm defending my own interests!"

After being taught a lesson, the young man became even more arrogant, glaring at

Cierra.

"You being a judge means making the competition unfair. I'm not speaking up for others. I'm speaking up for myself."

"Yes, we're just defending our own interests!"

His brothers behind him also chimed in.

The corners of Cierra's mouth twitched.

Looking at the judge's certificate in her hand, Cierra suddenly felt it was a hot potato.

"I shouldn't have joined in the fun!

"However, since I have already come here on behalf of L'Opera Restaurant, there is no reason for me to leave.

"If I really left just like that, wouldn't it be as they wished?

"I won't leave.

"Why should I leave?

"I am the 22nd-generation successor of the Mayo family. I am now the apprentice of Freddy, the owner of L'Opera Restaurant. Why am I not qualified to be here?

"It is a great honor for them to have me here!

"I won't leave just for the sake of the reputation of L'Opera Restaurant.

"Besides, these people have not only humiliated me, but have even cursed Freddy. There is no need for me to leave just like that."

"In the past, I always tried to minimize the matter and swallow my grievances. Now that I have the confidence to be willful, why should I hold back my anger?

"What's more, I am not wrong." Cierra thought.

Cierra stopped what she was doing. Just as he was about to speak, Cherry walked over.

Perhaps considering Cierra was a judge here, Cherry spoke in a much more polite tone

than before.

"Ms. Boyle, as you can see, everyone doesn't approve of you. I think you'd better leave as soon as possible. As for L'Opera Restaurant, since they didn't ask a qualified judge to come over, I don't think it's a big deal to lose one point of this restaurant."

Cierra looked up and asked, "Who do you think you are?"

Hearing that, Cherry was stunned. "What?"

Cierra rotated the judge's certificate in her hand, her red lips parted slightly, saying

word by word, "Who do you think you are? Even if I have to leave, is it your place to speak?"

"Cierra!"

Cherry's eyes widened.

However, before Cherry could finish her words, she was interrupted by Cierra, who had

stood up.

Cierra looked at Cherry coldly and raised her voice so that most of the onlookers could

hear her.

"Cherry, let me tell you! I'm qualified to be a judge in today's so-called Cooking Contest. You're not qualified. I don't know what kind of garbage you're making, but you dare to question me here. It's ridiculous!" Cierra threw the judge's certificate aside casually and said in an arrogant tone.

"I'm not interested in being a judge here any more, but let me make it clear in advance that it's not that you drive me away, but that you don't have the right to ask me to make a comment. After all, as long as L'Opera Restaurant

ipates in the competition, we

will

you."

get the first place. You, the losers, are not qualified to drive me away. Shame on

Cierra sneered as if she had slapped some old cooks who had lost to L'Opera Restaurant

in the past.

"Isn't that right?

"You have lost every match, and now you are saying that L'Opera Restaurant is not

qualified.

"Because you can't afford to lose, you have specially changed the rules of the

competition and forbade the champion of the last competition from participating in the competition next year. Aren't you really bad losers?

"You can't afford to lose, but are still talking tough. Aren't you shameless?" Cierra thought.

At the scene, many old chefs felt a little embarrassed. When one of them looked up

and

saw that his apprentices was still participating in this farce, he immediately went over

to replace him and scolded him.

"There are only a few minutes left before the competition. Why don't you prepare for it? You still have time to argue with others here. You've learned your skills very well,

haven't you?"

After the first young man was taken out, some other young people were quickly taken away by their elders.

the

However, there were still several young men standing where they were. For example,

young man in the lead was probably still confident in himself and was not.

convinced.

For example, Cherry didn't leave either. After all, she had the sponsor backing her up, so she was naturally not afraid.

"Ms. Boyle, this is a formal competition. You can't come and go as you please. Since you don't want to be the judge, you should go through the formalities. Am I right, Wilson?"

T

As she finished speaking, Cherry didn't forget to ask the old man behind her.

Wilson didn't respond to Cherry at all.

Wilson walked up to Cierra with his hands clasped behind his back and spoke in a deep

voice.

"I know that Freddy is here. Call him over and pick up the judge's certificate. I'll let bygones be bygones and pretend that nothing happened, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?"

Cierra was not afraid of Wilson's threat at all. Instead, she smiled at him.

After all, they had never officially met, so Cierra was not afraid of offending him at all.

Cierra just didn't know if the old man would feel embarrassed when her mother took her to visit him in a few days.

After all, she was not the one who stirred up trouble first.

Cierra was a little arrogant, but she didn't think it was wrong to fight back.

Wilson didn't expect her to be so unrepentant. His expression was a little ugly as he said, "I know Freddy. He has never been well-behaved. He's not sensible, and you, as his apprentice, mess around with

him. Do you know how important this competition is in the catering industry?"

"I don't know."

Cierra replied straightforwardly.

Perhaps for other restaurants or chefs, this competition was very important.

However, it was not a big deal for L'Opera Restaurant.

They had skills and there was not lacking in talented cooks. They didn't need this so-called competition to improve their reputation at all.

However, it was all driven by benefits, not related to importance.

"You!"

Wilson was choked by Cierra's reply. For a moment, he did not know what to say.

While they were in a deadlock, a deep male voice suddenly broke the silence.

"Mr. Chester, you're wrong. Mr. Mayo asked Miss Barton to come here on behalf of L'Opera Restaurant just out of respect for the Cooking Contest, not for messing around."