Loveless Marriage

I'm Not A Tribade

Naomi put down the manual and said, "Is it really because you have no time… or you are afraid that no

one will come with you?"

Isabella took the manual and casually turned it, saying straightforwardly, "Both. These classes requires

the presence of both father and mother. Don't you see all of them are couples here? I couldn't resist

their stares if I came alone."

"Then why don't you com with someone before?" Naomi said.

Isabella looked up at her. She knew what Naomi wanted to say next, so she directly stated her attitude,

"Christian would not come, either did others. Why don't you come with me?"

"No, I won't!" Naomi glared at her and immediately refused, while exaggeratedly holding herself as she

dodged to the side, "If I came, others might think I'm a tribade, but I'm not."

"…"

"Furthermore, why won't Mr. Miller come?" Naomi looked at her in puzzlement, then continued, "Isn't he

treating you pretty well now? Be careful not to let other women get him. At that time you might even cry

to death. "

Hearing this, Isabella revealed an annoyed look on her face, "It's not as simple as you think. Don't

forget about his mother."

The dissatisfaction Mallory had towards her was quite obvious now, which had even developed to

disgust. With Tristan's matter, it was even more impossible for her to take Isabella as her daughter-in-

law.

Moreover, she wasn't the kind of woman who would easily yield to others. She had already learned a

lesson once, so she would never compromise so easily this time.

Naomi was a little surprised, "She doesn't even want her grandchildren? I mean there are two babies,

right? What if one son and one daughter? She should feel so lucky for that."

Isabella scoffed, then casually said, "Let's not talk about Christian, with her mom's current attitude,

even if I remarried, she would look down on me in all kinds of ways. I don't want to suffer in their family. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Isn't my current state pretty good? "

Moreover, Mallory's health was not that good. If she was still her daughter-in-law, she could not resist

at all. Now that she was no longer Christian's wife, as long as she was polite and respectful, she didn't

have to worry too much about other things.

Naomi nodded, "Yeah, I totally agree with you."

When Isabella previously talked about Mallory, Naomi was once afraid that she may be soft-heartened

and remarry Christian without considering anything else.

Isabella raised her delicate eyebrows, her fair and clear cheeks turned towards her with a smile, "What

about you? Yesterday, When I saw your instagram. That should be Mr. Hayward's hand, right?"

It was a Naomi's selfie, but half of a man's silhouette and hand could be seen by her side. Isabella

knew who he was without thinking.

Naomi immediately laughed dumbly, her charming face became even more bright, her narrowed eyes

revealed a hint of sweetness.

Isabella immediately let go of her in disgust, and shook the goosebumps on her body, "Didn't you

suspect that he had a wife? Aren't you afraid now? "

"Ho-ho…That's his sister, 18 years old. I met her a few days ago."

She smiled again, her beauty was unmistakable, her tone relieved.

Isabella raised her eyebrows, "You've even seen his parents, so...are you officially couple now? "

She hesitated for a while, then unhappily nodded her head, saying "However, it can only be

underground now. We're colleagues, so it's pretty awkward. But I understand him."

Isabella remained silent for a while, then smiled and patted Naomi's shoulders, "You just need to

control it yourself. If you have any grievances, tell me."

Even if there was a reasonable reason for an underground relationship, people may still feel upset if it

lasted too long. Isabella could understand such feeling very well. But true love was still worth a try, and

it was up to them to see if they could make it to the end.

Then they went some shopping in a nearby mall. Isabella felt tired before long and went home by

Canon's car.

At this moment, London.

In a conference room of the Fantasy Corporation, after others left, the man sitting in the first seat

turned off his laptop, closed his eyes and massaged the centre of his brows.

After a while, a cup of steaming tea was served in front of him.

"Mr. Simons, you have already held meetings for three days. Why not take a rest?"

Shawn lowered his hand and opened his eyes. He slowly raised his cup and took a sip. With a light

voice, he asked, "There's no need. How's the thing going on I've instructed you to do?"

The secretary nodded, then said respectfully, "We have already found out that this matter is indeed

related to the Polygon Group. Due to them, we have lost a lot."

Even though she had worked with Shawn for so long, she was still shocked this time. Fantasy and

Polygon are two leading enterprises which could affect the entire market. After coming back from

Brighton, he had almost never stopped working. But Fantasy still suffered heavy losses.

Shawn's handsome face didn't reveal any emotion, but his pitch-black eyes were covered with a layer

of dark haze, full of scheming and ruthlessness.

Staying silent for a while, he calmly said, "He acted faster than I thought, I only took away two of his

clients, but he directly caused me to lose three companies …"

The secretary frowned, "This is actually a bit unlike his calmness in the past. Did he find out your

purpose going to Brighton?"

Shawn laughed lightly, "He has been the CEO of Polygon Group for years, so he must have some

tricks up his sleeve."

However, was it because he had exhausted all his abilities and wanted to put up a show of force? Or

there was some other reason...?

The light in his eyes flickered. He lowered his eyelids and asked, "Is he in Brighton now?"

The secretary said, "No, he seems to have gone abroad."

He's gone abroad?

"Then what about that woman?" Shawn asked.

"She …" The secretary hesitated, not sure whether to say it or not.

Shawn glanced at her, "What?"

The secretary then answered carefully, "She … she seems to be pregnant."

Previously, when she saw her CEO treating her so well, she couldn't guess whether Shawn was

sincere or not. Now that she knew Isabella was pregnant, she didn't know what would happen.

"Pregnant? Are you sure?"

"Yes."

Shawn was silent for a long time. His deep and unfathomable expression made it hard to tell what he

was thinking. After a while, he relaxed his brows and smiled, “well, this becomes interesting now.

"