The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 148

The Blithe king sighed in relief. He had already investigated James’ situation Although James was short-tempered, he never hurt the innocent, only those who deserved it. The Blithe King was willing to cover it up for him if the dozens of people that died deserved it. “This is the last time.” 

The Blithe King stood up and left. After the Blithe King left, James did not continue to hang around. He instructed Henry on some matters, then left the Common Clinic and returned to Thea’s house. It was already eight in the evening when he arrived home 

Thea was home before him. 

Gladys immediately complained as soon as James’ returned home. “Where did you go the whole day instead of cooking?” 

“I met a military comrade and spent some time catching up with him,” James walked into the house and explained 

“Mom… He’s my husband, not a maid. It isn’t his responsibility to be cooking every day.” Thea hurriedly stood up and protected James. 

“He eats and lives in our home for free! Is he expecting me to cook and serve him instead?” Gladys raised her voice. 

Gladys was increasingly displeased every time she looked at James.

Thea to divorce

not refute anything.

walked over to the

Gladys ordered. Immediately, James stood up and headed to the kitchen to clean the dishes. “Mom…” Thea’s expression dimmed. “Do you still take me as your mother? You should listen to me if you do!” Gladys glared at Thea and

Thea remained silent. 

applying ice to David’s face while lying on the sofa.

swelling had not completely gone down. “Mom, Thea has to divorce James. I heard that many influential people knelt to Thea today

gorgeous. Even though James was a soldier and knows some medical skills, so what? We’re in Cansington, the capital of medicine.

her eyes at them. “You two talk too

On top of that, he’s handsome! He is so much better than that trash, James, right?” David stood up and tried to persuade

want to waste time talking nonsense with

to the kitchen to

ordered around ever since marrying her. She walked into the kitchen and glanced at James wearing an apron while washing the dishes. With an apologetic expression, she said, “I’m sorry, darling. You go rest. I’ll do…” “That won’t do, honey. How can I let my precious wife do such chores? You go rest, and I’ll