Loveless Marriage

Chapter 93  I Only Want My Babies

Christian started to tidy up his clothes and smiled, "How can a man at my age be your babies father if I

can't even handle such a trivial?"

"…"

Isabella suddenly felt that she had been casting pearls before swine. He completely didn't understand

what she had said, and it was obvious that he didn't intend to tell her what he was to do either.

She really didn't want to experience something again that happened too sudden without any mental

preparation.

"You..."

"Isabella," Christian suddenly raised her head, whose expression looked much more solemn. He then

asked seriously, "Do you know the consequences if I choose the former?"

After being silent for a few seconds, she said coldly: "I just want my babies."

What could be the consequences? Losing her job and her reputation? Criticised by others of her

marital infidelity? She indeed cared a lot these things, but compared to her children, these were

nothing.

Christian's pupils contracted intensely immediately, and suddenly his eyes surged with dense emotions.

Looking at her, Christian said nothing more.

...

Any conversation regarding the children always ended unpleasantly, so was this time. Without blowing

up at her, Christian turned and left. He didn't come back.

Isabella could roughly guess what he was angry at, but she didn't feel that she was wrong. She could

only rely on herself now.

Since they had been divorced, he was the first person that she didn't want to rely on.

Confirming that he had already left the hospital, Isabella started to consider whether she should take

the chance to go back to the hotel. But in the end, she stayed. Feeling extremely annoyed, she decided Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

to work on her laptop.

In fact, Christian didn't leave. He was just too agitated that he walked out to smoke. Before, he rarely

touch this kind of thing, but recently, he seemed to have addicted to cigarettes. He would have smoke

one or two when he was in bad mood.

When he was about to return to the ward after the smell of smoke was dissipated, Adrian coincidentally

called him. After hearing about what had happened, he first ruthlessly mocked Christian, then drove

over, and took him over to the nearest bar.

"Can't you take me anywhere but a bar next time?" Hearing the noise , Christian felt even more

irritated, and his expression didn't look so good.

Adrian sloppily smiled: "This kind of place is filled with upset people, and it's the most suitable place to

drink down your sadness. It suits your current decadent look pretty well."

Taking a glance at him, Christian got up and walked out without a word. He didn't forget what happened

last time.

"Hey, hey..."

Adrian was startled for a second. He then put down glass and shouted: "How about I'll take you to

somewhere else?"

"Get lost!"

With that, Christian left without even turning his head. He walked in the darkness, whose tall figure

gave off a lonely feeling. Then he took out his phone.

After being out for so long, she didn't even make a call.

Was she still angry?

Adrian chased after him. Seeing Christian's expression, he suddenly smirked, "If she didn't call you,

then just call her."

Christian couldn't bother to reply him. Looking at the front bustling night market, he suddenly thought of

something and asked: "Do you know Shawn Simons?"

"Shawn Simons?"

Adrian was startled, then he thought, saying: "Kinda familiar."

"CEO of the Fantasy Group."

Adrian's eyes flashed, "Yeah, it's him, I remember. I saw him once at a ball with my dad, but I'm not

impressed with him as I was focused on flirting with beauties there."

"..." Christian shot a gaze at him with disdain, then said indifferently: "he recently has set sights in

Brighton, causing quite a bit of commotion. I was wondering his plan."