Loveless Marriage

"You haven't eaten anything since you came home last night? It would be weird if you are not having a stomachache after drinking that much." Isabella passed the water to him, her fair and charming face showing a solemn look, "There's nothing at home. Have some water first. I'll buy you food later."

Minh took the water and bit his lower lip guiltily. "Miss Jones, thank you so much. but I plan to return to Brighton tonight."

Isabella took a quilt from the bedroom and covered it over his body. After hearing what he'd said, her face turned cold, "Tonight? Don't you dare. Have a good rest before going back. I'll give you two more days of leave."

"Miss Jones... I... "

"I'm your superior, and this is an order." Isabella interrupted him with a stern face.

Canon went to throw trash and wasn't now in his room. Minh held his cup and pouted as he muttered, "But you're also pregnant."

Isabella squinted her eyes, coldly smiling, "But I'm not like someone almost drinking to death. At least I'm still healthy."

"Healthy?" Minh's emotionless face revealed a strong suspicion. He glanced at her forehead, "You either fainted from fever, or fell so hard that you still have a wound on your face. I think you're even better than me."

Isabella frowned, feeling a little upset. But seeing that he was now uncomfortable, she didn't continue to argue with him.

A few seconds later, she started to look around the apartment.

Looking at her slender figure, Minh lowered his head to drink some water. He covered the peculiar emotions in his eyes and pretended to ask casually: "Miss Jones, why did you come to Liverpool? You didn't tell me yesterday."

Isabella stared at the photo on the wall and replied: "It was a temporary trip. Someone wants me to visit a friend who has already passed away."

Behind her, Minh laughed in a low voice, "Looks like there's some fate between us, Miss Jones. Same time, same location. And we are visiting some dead friends."

Startled, Isabella slowly turned her head to look at him. With his head lowered down, no one could see his expression clearly, but his laughter made her feel a bit uncomfortable.

Being silent for a few seconds, Isabella then looked back at the photo, asking softly: "Is this your mother?"

No one answered her.

Isabella continued: "Beautiful."

It was no flattery. Even though the woman on photo was in her middle age, her temperament was gentle and her facial features were still delicate.

"Is that so? Maybe I've stayed with my mom since I was young, so I didn't feel anything special about her look." Minh's pitch-black eyes stared straight up at the front. It was unknown if he was staring at Isabella or the photo, but the hatred in his eyes seemed to faintly suffer and struggle.

At the moment, there was a knock on the door, which was probably Canon. So Isabella stopped thinking and went to open the door.

Minh put down the cup. His handsome face had already regained its calm. There was nothing else other than his pale and weak look.

"I bought something from a nearby grocery. You probably need it." Canon put down the things in the living room.

Isabella was overjoyed, "Thanks, Mr. Braun. I will give you the money later."

Without saying anything, Canon put the things down and stood at the side.

Isabella still wanted to say something, but thinking of his personality, she immediately shut her mouth.

He was a bodyguard hired by Christian, so he naturally wouldn't listen to her, and her politeness was only useless.

Isabella took the things to the kitchen. Lying on the sofa, Minh turned to look at Canon.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐

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