Loveless Marriage

Chapter 136 You Thought I Want To Do That?

Christian didn't speak anymore.

Shawn tilted his head, and said with a teasing tone: "But I haven't seen you wear it recently. Anything

happened?"

Isabella's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously shifted her gaze away, pretending to look

somewhere else casually.

Christian, however, calmly raised his slender finger and smiled: "You don't need to concern about that,

Mr. Simons. I just ordered a new pair of rings, which haven't been sent over yet. They look pretty good,

and I'll recommend to you some other day.”

Isabella sneered in her heart.

He really knew how to lie.

Glancing at Isabella, Shawn then said with a smile: "I don't think I need it now, and I believe you must

have a very good relationship with your wife, Mr, Miller."

"We're good." Christian said briefly. He stood there with his body straight and his eyes solemn. These

simple words obviously carried a sense of doting.

Isabella's heart suddenly skipped a beat. She stared at him in a daze.

Looking at her, as if he suddenly remembered something, Shawn said with an apologetic tone: "Sorry, Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Miss Jones, are you alright?"

Everyone present knew that she'd just gotten divorced, so it may be a bit impolite to talk about

marriage or something in front of her.

Isabella immediately went back to her sense, smiling: "I'm fine. However, I'm truly envious of your wife,

Mr. Miller, as you can protect her so well. There's no news of her online at all."

Christian looked back at her with a deep and focused gaze. With a very gentle smile, he said in a soft

voice, "I'm also very envious of your husband, Miss Jones. He could protect you so well that few people

know about your divorce."

"…" Isabella was choked by him, but then she smiled indifferently, "Mr. Miller, you did reminded me. It

seems that I should hold a party one day announce my bachelorhood, and invite all my close friends

and relatives. Otherwise, if I was close to some man in the future, they would say I cheated on my

husband."

Hearing that, Christian's aura immediately became extremely cold, and his face darkened.

Seeming to have been amused by her words, Shawn joked: "If you were publicly single again, I guess

Benton's gate would be squeezed out and broken."

Isabella casually smiled, "I'm not young anymore, and I can't possibly be single for the rest of my life."

Christian looked at her silently with a deep gaze.

Then they continued to chat for a while. Shawn's secretary looked at her watch and reminded Shawn,

"Mr. Simons, it's time."

"So quick." Shawn frowned, then looked at them with a smile, "You can visit Fantasy sometime, Mr,

Miller."

"Sure, my pleasure." Christian slowly got up.

"Miss Jones, call me if you need anything. Take care of yourself."

Isabella nodded with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Miller."

With that, Shawn left with his people.

After he completely disappeared, Isabella turned to leave silently.

Christian accurately grabbed onto her wrist, saying with an unhappy look, "Haven't you promised me to

stay away from him?"

Isabella said with a cold face and mocked, "If I were the boss of the Polygon, I wouldn't even look at

him, including you. Do you think I'm willing to do this? Let me go!"

Christian frowned, "You don't dare to reject him but dissed me like that? Who gave you the guts to do

so?"

Isabella raised his eyebrows, "I thought you knew me very well. Since you've already made things

clear, you still expect me to continue acting? Besides, this is the first time that I know you have such a

perverted hobby of being a stalker."

The veins on Christian's forehead jumped. His eyes were so gloomy as if he was to eat her in the next

second. Then he said coldly, "It seems like I've disturbed your time with Shawn. Few women could

receive his flowers and watch. He shouldn't have gone far, and you can still catch him up."

With that, he shook off her hand and strode away expressionlessly.

Isabella stood on the spot in a daze for a while. She was so angry that she even wanted to bite him.

He even had the nerve to be angry?

He embarrassed her just now. So it was her who should be angry!

That petty b*stard!

Coming out out the room, Isabella subconsciously searched for Christian's figure, just to find nothing.

Thinking that he might have had left, she immediately became even more upset.

"I didn't leave."

A cold voice suddenly came from her behind, scaring Isabella out of her wits.

Isabella stared at him, "Does that have anything to do with me?"

Opening something in his hand, Christian asked casually, "Weren't you looking for me just now?"

Isabella's eyes flashed, "So narcissistic. I was just trying to find a way out."

Christian didn't continue to argue with her. He just said: "Take it."

Isabella subconsciously lowered her head and saw the one-time emergency medicine pack in his hand.

She was a bit stunned, "You went to… buy this just now? "

He lifted the hat from her head, saying "or you think I've left?"

Isabella choked. She raised her hand, "I'll do it myself."

"You don't have an eye on your head, so don't waste it. I asked someone for it." Christian calmly

removed the blood-soaked bandage on her forehead, and covered the wound with a new one.

"You're the one who don't have eyes!" She thought.

Isabella scolded in her heart, but she didn't move an inch. Seeing his side face, her cheek gradually

flushed.

Seeing she lowered her head obediently after applying the gauze, Christian took the chance to hold the

back of her head and kissed her face.

"…"

Thinking that he was still changing her bandages, Isabella was immediately stupefied. It took her a

while before she realised that they were still at the airport.

Christian smiled. Before she got angry, he put on her hat, held her hand, and walked out.

Beside the car, Isabella shook off his hand and revealed an angry expression: "Who was the one acting

as a good husband inside there and now became a hooligan? Is there anyone more abnormal than

you?"

Looking at her, Christian smiled: "Do I even have to play an act? Or do you want me to tell him that you

are the wife that I've protected so well?"

"Ex-wife!" Isabella gritted her teeth and stressed.

Christian them raised his hand to rub her head, and calmly said: "Just for now. I'll always be your

husband."