Loveless Marriage

Chapter 128 It's All My Fault

Christian tightly held onto her arm and said warmly, "She's your friend. I can treat her, but I can't eat

with her alone."

Naomi, "..."

He indeed spoke quite straightforwardly.

Looking at him, Isabella said indifferently, "So are you going to treat us or you want a free meal

actually?"

"It doesn't matter what you think. I've already made a reservation, so we can go to the restaurant right

now." Christian held her hand tightly. His handsome face was look gentle and warm.

Looking at his hand for a few seconds, Isabella suddenly laughed gently, "Forcing me to go? Now I

don't even have the right to refuse?"

Isabella ridiculed coldly without a smile.

She now felt that he was becoming more and more shameless, so shameless that he even showed no

respect to her as if he could decide everything for her. Even if she went angry, he still wouldn't change

his attitude at all.

To put it bluntly, he was like pestering her.

When things out of her control, she would be very flustered. At that time, she would be annoyed at him

as well as herself.

As if Christian had already predicted her attitude, he still held onto her hand with a faint smile. "I didn't

force you. I just went to your home this morning, and your mom asked me to take care of you."

Isabella, "..."

Her expression was still as she looked at him.

After a while, she smiled coldly, "Naomi is here. I don't need you to worry about me, Mr. Miller."

Christian's calm eyes swept across Naomi, saying: "She should have something to do this afternoon,

so it's not good to keep troubling her."

Isabella frowned and turned to look at Naomi.

Rolling her eyes, Naomi hurriedly nodded as if she suddenly thought of something, "Right, right, I just

remember I'll have to buy some clothes with my mom this afternoon… Isabella, I might not be able to

keep you company."

"…"

Isabella's gaze at her suddenly became extremely deep.

Which side did this girl stand by?

Naomi's entire body was even covered in cold sweat from her gaze. She then raised her wrist to look at

her watch, and suddenly shouted: "It's already this late? Isabella, I don't think I can have lunch with

you. If I let my mom wait too long, she may even kill me. Um, Mr. Miller, take care of Isabella, and I'm

leaving now."

"He..Hey, Naomi …"

After saying that, Naomi ran off as fast as she could.

Seeing this, Isabella was so angry that her face turned purple. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Could her act be even more exaggerated? Did she just left her and ran away?

"Why should you make things difficult for her when you can't even deal with your own issue?" Christian

said lightly.

Isabella's face darkened. She glared at him, and then fiercely flung her hand away, furiously saying: "I

reckon even the police can't do anything about a person as shameless as you. Go away, don't follow

me anymore."

Christian immediately took a step forward, and pulled her into his embrace. He then said spoke in a

softer tone, "Let's have lunch first, then I'll send you home later, okay?"

Isabella's body stiffened. Her head pressed against the front of his chest, smelling his scent. Thinking

of the conversation she had with Naomi this morning, her mind was in a mess. Frowning, she pushed

him with all her might, her tone almost begging, "Christian, can you stop being like this?"

Didn't he know that if he kept like this, she would be extremely struggling inside?"

Did he know how much this warmth from time to time made her linger? If this he still be like this, she

would regret her divorce.

Her throat tightened as suddenly she felt an intense pain in her mouth. A grievance welled up in her

heart, and her dark eyes immediately became wet.

Lowering his gaze, Christian slightly trembled.

Did she just cry?

"Isabella?"

Her eyes were wet as if she was wrong, looking extremely pitiful and weak.

Christian panicked slightly, his hands holding onto her shoulders. He stared fixedly at her, and said with

a hoarse voice as if he was signing, "It’s all my fault, don't cry. If you don't want to see me, I'll leave

now."

Maybe she was really bored of him.