Loveless Marriage

Isabella was too late to stop him. She could only stand there stiffly.

When the door opened, John and Minh who were at the door saw Christian. Instead of being shocked, they just smiled and greeted, "Mr. Miller."

Isabella pursed her lips. They obviously understood everything, while they didn't say it overtly. Such understanding made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Come in." Christian stepped aside to let them in.

Minh and John walked casually into the room, and found a place to sit down.

John was the first to speak, "Miss Jones, we will go directly to Fantasy later, right? Should I inform them in advance?"

Isabella's face regained its calmness. She had some porridge in the lunchbox and said, "There's no need for now since we're already here. We can directly go to their company to take a look."

If they were really busy, they might not have the time to pay attention to small companies like Benton. So Isabella thought they might just go over and take a look first.

"Alright."

Minh did not talk much, arguably, quiet. And no one could tell what he was thinking, but Christian would occasionally glance in his direction, with no emotion in his eyes. After breakfast, they set off together.

Isabella saw that there were two cars parked at the entrance. She turned to look at Christian in confusion.

There were just four people. Even if he wanted to send them off, he wouldn't need two cars.

Suddenly, the door of the car in front was pushed open and a person walked out.

"Mr. Miller, Miss Isabella."

Isabella remembered it was Christian's assistant, Steven.

Minh looked back and forth, nudged John with his arm, and tactfully smiled, "John, let's sit in this car."

John nodded, "Oh, okay."

The two of them went into the car behind them one after another. "So they just betray me like this?" Isabella thought.

Then Christian opened the back door of the car in front of him, "Go in."

Isabella was helpless. She did not want to argue with him in public. Hesitating for a moment, she then bent over and get in the car, but when she got on, her back bumped into the door, causing her to gasp in pain.

Actually it was just a slight collision, but her whole body was hurting.

Christian's expression immediately changed. He stood by the door and supported her. "What happened?"

"Nothing." Isabella frowned and shook her head. She clenched her teeth and endured the pain.

John and Minh who were already seated inside the car at the back could see everything through the windscreen.

John joked, "Mr. Miller is really good to our Miss Jones, although it is a little strange that they were so close, I feel that Mr. Miller is sincere, compared to those old perverts clients. But Miss Jones seems to be a little cold to him."

Minh also looked ahead. With a thoughtful look in his eyes, he smiled, "Maybe they got to know each other earlier than we know. And I can see that Miss Jones is not that indifferent to Miller."

"Hmm? Can you tell me?" John turned his head to look at him in surprise, then laughed joyfully, "If it's really like this, then our Miss Jones must have something good coming."

"She definitely wouldn't have to worry about anything if she could marry Christian." John thought.

Minh only looked in front of him and bit his lips as he gave a light smile, but didn't say anything.

In the front car, Christian frowned as he looked at her worriedly, "Is your body that painful?"

He also realised that he had truly tortured her last night, but he couldn't control his desires. As she was pregnant, he had tried his best to restrain himself, so he was blaming himself for hurting her. Isabella wanted to curse, but when she saw Steven driving the car in front of him, she just said:" I'm okay."

However, Christian naturally reached out his arms and pulled her into his embrace. "Lie down for a while. When it's time, I'll wake you up."

Isabella blushed and started to struggle. Out of the corner of her eye, she kept looking in Steven's direction.

Didn't he know someone was there?

"Let, let me go!" She gritted her teeth.

Christian continued hugging her, brushing away the messy hair on her forehead. He squinted his eyes and said warmly, "Either you should rest properly, or I will go to Fantasy with you."

She secretly pinched the flesh on his waist. Her pretty face was filled with anger as she whispered, "Can you not be so shameless? Don't you find it embarrassing?"

If someone said she was his little lover, then she really wouldn't know how to explain it.

Christian did not want to argue with her, and his tone of voice was still gentle and carried a hint of doting. He patted her head and said, "Good girl, you can pretend that he doesn't exist. Steven, "..."

Alright, then he will pretend as if he wasn't here.

Isabella's lips moved, but in the end she didn't arguing with him. She yawned, and lightly leaned into his embrace with her face against her chest, and closed her eyes.

The car drove steadily for a few minutes. Christian slowly lowered his head and looked at the palm-sized face that he had on his chest.

Pregnant women were addicted to sleeping, but she still had to work so hard every day. How could she bear it? No matter how tired she was, she didn't want to tell him anything about it, no matter if it was before or now.

Christian stared at her for a long time. His rough fingers couldn't help but gently rub against her face.

When the car reached the Fantasy Group building, Steven stopped the car, turned around and glanced at him, "Mr. Miller."

Christian nodded, then looked at the person in his embrace. He lightly patted her shoulder with his arm. "Isabella Isabella."

Steven forced himself to be calm. Before Lexie left, he had always been working under him, but he had never seen his boss treated anyone so gently.

"Mm..." Isabella had not slept deeply, so she woke up as soon as she heard his voice. She blinked her eyes, sat up and yawned, "Have we arrived?" "Yea, we're here. If you're tired, you can...'

"No need. This is my job." Isabella interrupted him indifferently, tidied up her clothes and hair, then pushed the door open.

John and Minh who were behind also quickly got off the car.

"Isabella." The car window rolled down and Christian looked at her quietly. "Be careful."

"I know. You can go now." Isabella waved her hand.

Christian shifted his gaze, and looked at Minh and John, "Please take care of her."

His gaze stayed at Minh for a few more seconds.

Minh smiled slightly, "Don't worry Mr. Miller. With us here, we definitely won't let anything happen to her."

Isabella said impatiently, "no more nonsense. We should go now."¶¶¶¶¶

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