Loveless Marriage

Chapter 28 I Have Nothing To Do With Her

She was intended to thank him, but then became out of mood for it, and also didn’t bother to argue with

him. She let waiter come over and clean up the cake on the floor. Then she took another piece. When

she was about to leave, the man grabbed her wrist.

"What the hell are you doing?" She frowned at him.

Christian casually placed the cake down, and then handed her a soup, saying indifferently, "You should

eat less of these things since you now are pregnant. You don't even know such common knowledge?"

"…"

Isabella frowned, and stared at him strangely for a few seconds, ridiculing, "Has Mr. Miller ever been

pregnant? You even know these things."

The cake stains was still on his clothes, but it didn't affect his temperament at all. His handsome face

still made people jealous.

However, didn't he care too much? She definitely knew that she shouldn't eat too much sweet food, but

does it hurt that much if she just occasionally craved it? Why didn't he care her this before they got Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

divorce?

The man didn't argue with her, but directly took her to the dining table, without giving her a chance to

refuse at all.

"Hey, you, what the hell are you doing? Let me go!"

Isabella was startled. She struggled with all her might but could not free herself from his grasp. She did

not want to make the scene too embarrassing as there were so many people present, so she could

only let Christian lead herself. She didn’t forget to call Rachel to follow her at the same time.

Walking to a table for two, the man put down the soup. He said indifferently, "You want to have it

yourself, or me to feed you?"

"…"

Isabella's pretty little face turned purple with rage. She stared at him with wide eyes and gritting her

teeth, "Christian, what are you doing? I've never seen you care so much about me before. "

Hearing this, the man's eyes dimmed. "Because you used to be obedient. Very obedient."

Of course, he meant to say it. He definitely knew that it was only a facade, or something she

deliberately showed on purpose. And he had not known or even tried to know her before.

She rarely did things he didn't like, such as drinking and smoking. It was after they divorced did he

begin to understand that she had always been indulging him in the past three years. She even adjusted

her own working hours for him. When they were married, he went back to the apartment once a week,

and she would get home earlier to get everything prepared.

Could he understand it as that she liked him?

But it was her who asked for a divorce, and the question seemed unnecessary.

Isabella looked at him, and her expression slowly became a mockery. After a while, her eyes drooped

down, "Indeed, I used to be very obedient …never troubled you."

She then coldly said, "Please don't disturb my breakfast."

There was no reason for her to be disobedient, since she loved him so much.

She almost spent her life by counting down days in the past three years with a contractual marriage for

only four years. Christian would never know the feeling of the fear of losing everyday.

She then lowered her head to feed Rachel. After a few minutes, she heard him left.

But not long after, she raised her head and saw Christian come back with a bowl of food. Her face

immediately changed. "Why didn't I realize that you were like so haunting before?"

The man chuckled. "I didn't realize before that you were like a hedgehog. I just want to have my meal,

yet you still want to put on airs at me?"

"Do you have to sit here?"

The man glanced into the distance and said lightly, "I need some quiet time."

Isabella followed his gaze subconsciously and saw that Lexie was looking for something with the plate

in her hands.

She immediately understood and curled her lips, "I also want some quiet time. But She is your

assistant. Even if we don't talk about working, aren't all men into that kind of..? "

Then she paused, and said in a playful tone, "... bimbo woman? It should be of some use if men take

her to socialize. "

She suddenly reminded of the video she recorded on ship and sneered in her heart.

She had once thought that Lexie was a young lady who was talented, cultured, and well-matched. Not

long ago, she even had a sense of inferiority when she was thrown a cheque, but in fact, she was

despised by a bimbo.

Christian frowned, as he didn’t like the way she talked, and spoke in a low tone, "I have nothing to do

with her. The reason I employed her is only that she works hard. As a boss, I never deny my

subordinate's ability."

"…"

Isabella was stunned.

Was he just explaining to her?

Then many complex emotions surged in her heart.

Before the divorce, she would definitely believe him. After all, All woman in love are fools. But now …

She didn't know whether she should believe it or not.

When she came back to her senses, she unnaturally lowered her head and ended the conversation

forcefully, "Does it have anything to do with me? Also, don't talk this nonsense in front of a child."

"…"

The man was a bit confused. She was the one who brought it up, okay?

Looking at her proficient actions of feeding Rachel, the gloom in his heart became even stronger. He

asked in a muffled voice, "You like children very much?"

"Then why would I want to have one if I don't like them?" She answered him very quickly. Although her

tone was causal, she knew how much ridicule her tone was.

The man stopped asking.

After a while, Lexie walked over. Her face looked slightly bad as she said, "Miss Jones is also here."

Isabella ignored her.

They had argued very hard due to the cheque thing last time, and she was not in the mood to be

hypocritical with her.

An awkward expression flashed across Lexie's face. She gritted her teeth in hatred in her heart. Then

she saw Rachel in Isabella’s embrace and suddenly exclaimed with a smile, "Wow, she is so cute."

As she said, she even reached out her hand with red nails towards Rachel's face.

Isabella's eyes turned cold. She suddenly carried Rachel and stood up, then said to the man

indifferently: "Thank you for last night and just now. I'm full, and I still have things to do. Excuse me."

After that, without even looking at Lexie, she left.

Lexie was immediately angered to the point that her face almost turned purple, but she only dared to

put on an awkward expression, and looked at Christian innocently: "Christ, I didn’t irritate Miss Jones,

did I?"

Without saying a word, the man looked at Isabella's back.

Lexie was a little unwilling that she clenched her teeth, asking carefully: "Christ, haven't you, you

already … divorced? Why are you …"

Always with her.

Christian's expression became indifferent. He said without much emotion: "My private matters are none

of your business."

“……”Lexie's face turned pale , "But your mother…"

Christian interrupted her before she could finish her words. "Don't talk about these again in front of my

mother. I'll take care of my own matters."

Hearing this, Lexie choked.

Then Christian stood up to leave as well, whose slender and tall figure was still the center of attention

among the crowd.