Loveless Marriage

Chapter 68  We Are Not Robbing Her Man

With dilated pupils, Isabella remained still on the spot.

Not until she felt his tongue did she suddenly go back her senses and and reach out to push him.

Christian was too focused that he didn't notice her was pushed back a step, barely falling down.

"I … I'll go over to take a look." Isabella was so anxious that she fled in a hurry. Her face flushed, and

she was afraid that he may see it.

Christian was also in a daze, frowning as he wondering how he got that urge. When he went back to

his senses, she was already running away.

It was okay for a couple to kiss in public. But what the hell was she doing with her ex-husband now?

Why was this man doing this to her again? Had he got rid of his old habits?

Isabella's heart was just a mess, and she had no mood to shop around anymore.

Glancing over the shelf at Christian not far away, she then had an extremely complex feeling.

Isabella sensed that there was still some of his scent left on her lips. Her heart once again throbbed

uncontrollably and her face flushed.

As she wandered while being absent-minded, a shelf behind Isabella shook a few times before

suddenly collapsing.

"Be careful!"

Not knowing who screamed out, Isabella was startled, and blankly raised her head. Before she could

understand what had just happened, her entire body was pulled to the side, followed by the shelf

behind her smashing to the ground.

The sales immediately came in panic and asked, "Sir, madam, are you hurt?"

Isabella was shocked by the loud sound. She slowly raised her head, looked at Christian in a daze,

asking worriedly: "Did the shelf smash you?"

Before she could understand everything, she was hugged by him.

Christian supported her and push the messy hair away on her face, frowning, "I'm fine, how about

you?"

Hearing this Isabella's was touched a bit. Then she retreated from his embrace and silently shook her

head.

Seeing that they were fine, the sales finally heaved a sigh of relief, "I'm really sorry. we will clean up

right away."

Christian glanced at the mess on the ground, then asked with a heavy tone, "What happened?"

"Maybe because the goods were piled too high. So it was unstable. I'm really sorry for that. We will

certainly adjust it." The waiter repeatedly apologised.

Isabella waved her hand, "Go head please. We are fine."

Then, she turned to Christian, "Haven't we bought enough? Let's go back."

Thinking that she was shocked by the accident just now, he nodded, "Okay, let's go back."

After that, he grabbed her little hand and walked towards the elevator.

Isabella lowered her head and looked at their hands which were clasped together. she wanted to say

something but stop at the second thought.

Forget it. Whatever he wanted... He wouldn't listen to her anyway.

After they left, three people showed up behind a shelf in the children's wear store.

They were Lexie and her two besties.

"D*mn it! It didn't hurt her."

"Lexie, Did your Christian really get divorced? Why are they still doing good?" One girl looked at the

back of Isabella, feeling extremely puzzled.

"Yeah, Lexie, you've seen it too. Christian was so anxious just now."

Lexie was finally irritated by their words, she angrily bit her teeth and scolded: "Doing good? They have

already divorced long ago. There must be something fishy."

Even Christian, whom she had known for so many years, would definitely not panic as he was just Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

now? What the hell was Isabella? She was just a woman he was forced to marry, and he didn't love her

at all.

There must be something had happened that she didn't know.

Looking at each other, the other two girls didn't what to say.

After she finished speaking, Lexie intended to leave.

"Hmm? Lexie, you're leaving now? "

"You guys go head, and I'll go back." She left without even looking back at them.

The two girls froze for a moment, and mocked, "She doesn't need to get angry with us if she is upset,

right? It's not like we're rob her man. "

"Tell me, is she really pregnant?" "Who cares about her? Anyway, it has nothing to do with us. Let's go.

We'll continue strolling around."