Loveless Marriage

"Yes." Christian frowned. With a cold look, he said: "Don't care about that woman. As my mom likes her, she always listens to her whatever she says."

Hearing this, Isabella said indifferently: "Whether your mom likes her or not has nothing to do with me. I just hope that you can keep an eye on her and don't let anything happen again."

Now she was sure that Lexie knew she was pregnant. In the future, Lexie may deliberately showed up more frequently in Benton. She could pretend not to see her, but if that woman irritated her, she wouldn't let go of her that easy.

Christian's eyes dimmed, them said solemnly: "What did she do to you before?"

Isabella casually stirred the soup, and coldly said: "Nothing. I just don't like her. Just don't let her show up in front of me."

All she could do was to a warning. If Lexie still make her any trouble, she wouldn't forgive her so easily.

The light in Christian's eyes deepened. But he didn't say anything.

After finishing the soup, Isabella started to chase him away, "Go home, or your mom will come here for you again."

Christian looked at her for a long while, but then said with an expressionless face: "I'll be back tomorrow morning."

He still needed to handle something here.

Isabella blinked her eyes. She really wanted to say: "Don't come tomorrow." But since it would be useless, she didn't bother say anything, but just waved her hand.

Feeling that she wanted him to disappear immediately, Christian's mouth twitched, then his gaze landed on the scar on her neck. "Remember to apply the medicine." He said. Isabella paused for a moment, then nodded her head, "Go, hurry up."

Christian patted her head and left.

"Oh, right!" Isabella suddenly called him.

Christian turned his head, "Anything else?"

Isabella asked curiously: "Is that Canon your staff? I feel that he's pretty good. Thank him for me, and I'll thank him personally tomorrow."

Christian's expression turned cold immediately. Then he said, "He's not from Polygon but a security company of a friend of mine. What? You have a crush on him?" The last sentenced was uttered with some anger.

Isabella ignored his question, and nodded: "Yeah that make sense, no wonder he is so nimble."

Christian stared fixedly at her, then warned with a heavy voice, "Isabella, have you gone stupid from your sleep? I saved you that time!"

She hadn't thought it was Canon who kicked away the man who grabbed her nick, had she?

However, Isabella nodded seriously, "I didn't forget. I know you saved me. However, Mr. Braun helped me a lot in the past few days, so I'll have to thank him properly. What kind of expression was that? Was he afraid to be stolen thunder?

How petty.

Mr. Braun...

Christian's face darkened. He'd also helped her quite a few times, but she was always never nice to him. However, Canon just came here to finish his job, and she couldn't be more thankful.

This snobbish girl!

His face was a bit cold. Then he said in a indifferent tone, "He took my money so naturally he should do things seriously. He doesn't need your thanks." "Now sleep."

After the last two words, he walked out and closed the door behind him.

Isabella, "..."

Why did he get angry?

Just as Christian left the hospital, he coincidentally saw Canon at the entrance that was busy arranging manpower.

When Canon saw him, he immediately stepped forward, "Mr. Miller."

Without even looking at him, Christian directly walked towards his car.

Canon was stunned. He rubbed the back of his head in a daze. Why was Mr. Miller angry? But he didn't think too much about it and quickly continued to work.

Christian drove all the way back to his apartment.

At home, Mallory who knew her son was coming back had already prepared a huge table of dinner. When Christian got home, she immediately welcomed him with a smile, "Son, you're back." With an expressionless face, he glanced at her, then casually took off his coat and placed it on sofa. He then went to the washroom.

The smile on Mallory's face faded. She then shouted towards the kitchen: "Annie, prepare the tableware. Christian's back." "Coming, madam."

Christian came out from the inside and pulled up a chair to sit by the table.

"Try this." Mallory smiled as she put food to his plate.

Christian looked at her expressionlessly: "Did Lexie take you to the hospital?"

There was no rage in his tone, which was quite cold and even calm, as if he was asking something unimportant.

Christian couldn't quarrel with his mother, but he still needed to talked with her about the matter of Isabella.

The smile on Mallory's face stiffened a bit. She picked up the food as she said indifferently: "Haven't we already talked about this in the hospital? It's over now, so don't mention it anymore." Christian didn't stop, "You could clearly see through Lexie's tricks. Why did you still follow her will?"

Mallory paused. Her expression turned a bit ugly. Looking at him, he said: "Christian, are you questioning me? Of course I can see through her thoughts, but she just loves you and didn't want to hurt you! But what about Isabella? How many times has she made you trouble after you got divorce, either for her father or for the babies? She just deliberately acted so pitiful and sympathetic in front of your face! Why do you still let her pester you like that!"

Christian's face tensed up. His eyes became cold, saying, "Did he see these by your own eyes or heard by someone else? She has never asked for my help with her father's issue. She borrowed money from her friend, and the babies were mine as well, so there's no need to do anything for my sympathy. I was the one who keep pestering her, do you understand?"

If he'd known these things from the very beginning, he would never have signed that agreement.

Mallory eyes widen, asking, "Yours children? Are you sure? She hasn't got pregnant during the past three years yet has two babies once you got divorced. Do you even believe such trick? Her father is still in coma on bed, and I think she just regretted her divorce. That's why she came to you again. Christian, wake up, you can't trust her!"