The Villain Mom Awakens — Going Viral by Parenting on a Reality Show Chapter 298: President Shaw, Stop Staring at Your Wife, Look

[Holy cow, President Shaw is so strong. With his arms spread wide, he could probably hug two of our Ninas.]

[Maybe three.]

[Hahaha, person above, don’t be so ridiculous!]

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Naomi Kenway walked over with the water she had just gotten. "Here, have so water."

Ethan Shaw stopped what he was doing. Beads of sweat trickled down from his temples, tracing a path down his face before disappearing into his chest. His thin lips had grown even redder.

Naomi Kenway was stunned by the glance he threw her. His handso but sowhat cool face, flushed from the heat, had beco even more captivating—vibrantly alluring.

Ethan Shaw took the water and waved a hand in front of her face. His voice was a little dry and hoarse from the prolonged work. "Why are you suddenly staring at ?"

Naomi Kenway snapped out of it and said earnestly, "I just realized how handso you look when you’re working."

"Really?" Ethan Shaw raised an eyebrow, leaning in closer. His warm breath nearly touched her cheek, and his voice was bewitching. "Want to get an even closer look? Take a good long look, how about it?"

Naomi Kenway felt a slight tickle in her ear. She gave Ethan Shaw a gentle push, her expression unusually flustered. "Stop ssing around. The caras are right there."

Ethan Shaw glanced at the cara behind Naomi Kenway, his eyes filled with impatience.

[I can feel President Shaw’s murderous glare even through the screen. The cara really is in the way. No, wait, *we’re* the ones in the way (crying).]

[This is the first ti I’ve seen a guest so openly show such deep hatred for the cara (laugh-crying).]

[You can tell he didn’t co on the show for fa, but purely to be with his wife and child.]

[Ahhh, so smooth! How are you two acting out an idol drama on a kid’s show?!]

[If anyone says these two don’t get along again, I’ll slap them. It’s pure slander!]

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"Can you handle this by yourself? Are you sure you don’t need my help?" Naomi Kenway asked again.

Ethan Shaw tilted his head back and took a gulp of water, his Adam’s apple bobbing. "I don’t need help. Just stay here by my side."

"Okay." Since Ethan Shaw had said so, Naomi Kenway didn’t insist. He hadn’t let her do any work since they’d arrived, and she began to wonder if his initial reason for agreeing to this was simply to lure her here.

Naomi Kenway took a handkerchief from her pocket. Ethan Shaw readily bent down, letting her wipe the sweat from his brow.

Naomi Kenway noticed so people around them had taken off their shirts. Seeing Ethan Shaw’s flushed cheeks, she suggested, "It’s really hot, and you were just sweating a lot. Why don’t you take your shirt off? You’d probably be cooler."

Ethan Shaw shook his head. "No, thanks. I’m not used to taking my clothes off in front of so many people."

"In that case..."

"What is it?"

"Nothing. It’s just that our son is a lot like you in that respect. He always hides from the caras when he’s changing clothes."

Ethan Shaw smiled. "Is that so."

His gaze shifted, and he suddenly noticed sothing. He felt a pang of regret for letting Naomi Kenway stay here.

"How about... we move sowhere else?"

"Why? Aren’t we doing fine here?"

Ethan Shaw glanced at a few shirtless workers nearby. ’She must have seen them, which is why she suggested I take my shirt off,’ he thought, a wave of annoyance washing over him. "I’m tired of this spot. Let’s move."

As he spoke, he took Naomi Kenway’s hand and called Ian over, his attitude brooking no refusal.

A look of resignation crossed Naomi Kenway’s face, but she followed him to a new spot nonetheless.

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye. Normally, it would have been ti for lunch. Naomi Kenway handed Ian a pastry that had co from their ingredient pack, one she had brought along as a snack for him. The pastry looked tempting—a perfect square dotted with raisins and nuts.

"Ian, are you hungry right now?"

"Not hungry." Ian shook his head.

Naomi Kenway nodded, then turned to Ethan Shaw. "What if we eat a little later? We could finish the task, then go buy ingredients and cook. I just checked the records in Uncle Nigati’s notebook, and we’ve already earned over forty yuan. If we work a little longer, we can get it up to fifty. What do you think?"

Ethan Shaw nodded again. "Okay."

The factory grounds were enormous, and each guest was in a different location. The director periodically ran back and forth, watching each guest’s recording from behind the cara.

Naomi Kenway’s livestream had the highest viewership. The Weibo hashtag #DivineCouple, which started trending yesterday, was about them, and related topics were still dominating the charts. It was a testant to how popular they were as a pair.

The director was gratified by the constantly growing number of viewers in the livestream. But now a small problem had erged: he noticed many viewers were complaining that they rarely got to see Ethan Shaw’s face from the front.

’Huh? Why can’t they see his face?’

The director went back behind the cara to observe carefully and realized the audience was right. Ethan Shaw rarely looked at the cara. His gaze was glued to Naomi Kenway beside him almost the entire ti. Most of the ti, the caraman could only capture Ethan Shaw’s smiling profile.

’This really is a problem.’

The director grabbed his microphone and shouted, "President Shaw, stop staring at your wife! Look at the cara!"

Naomi Kenway froze, slightly embarrassed.

Ethan Shaw nodded to show he understood, but in practice, he continued to do as he pleased.

The director was helpless. Besides, subconscious actions weren’t subject to logical control. In other words, he had been asking the impossible.

[This is kinda touching and kinda hilarious.]

["Stop staring at your wife," I’m dying...]

[President Shaw agrees one second, and the next... He can’t change, he just can’t...]

[To be honest, the director is putting him in a tough spot. Can you really control where you look?]

[Maybe you can. I always feel like Best Actor Lynch loves staring at the cara and striking poses. He’s such a poser. When he says sweet nothings, he stares straight into the cara. Does anyone else understand how cringey and creepy that is?!]

[ 1, finally a sister who says what I’m thinking. Nathaniel Lynch looks so fake. I don’t get how so many people still ship that couple.]

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Following the explosive popularity of hashtags like #NaomiKenwaysHusbandIsDivine and #DivineCouple, a new one went viral: #PresidentShawStopStaringAtYourWife. Netizens even created a series of related s.

Unexpectedly, Nathaniel Lynch and his wife also started trending, but it was due to a comparison with Naomi Kenway and her husband. One couple acted as if the cara didn’t exist, while the other was constantly striking poses for it. Many netizens complained that Nathaniel Lynch and his wife were too fake and cringey, even starting to doubt if their deep affection for each other was just an act.

At 12:42 PM, Naomi Kenway’s family finished their work, having earned a total of fifty-eight yuan from Nigati. The task had no mandatory ti limit, and Naomi felt that over fifty yuan was more than enough to buy ingredients in the village, so she decided not to let Ethan Shaw continue.