Loveless Marriage

Chapter 150 Don't Tell Him What Happened Today

After an hour, they arrived at a small apartment.

Isabella looked up to the building and turned to Canon: "Why don't you rest in the car for a while. I'll be

right back."

Canon calmly replied, "Based on what happened today, I think I'd better stay with you."

Isabella went silent. After pondering for a second, she said seriously, "Don't tell him about what

happened today."

She just didn't want him to know for no reason.

Canon asked in a bland voice, "Do you mean the car accident...or you coming to visit this sir?"

"…" Isabella choked. Why did that sound as if she cheated on Christian?

With a dark face, she bit her lips and smiled, "Both."

"I'm sorry, you're not my employer. I can't follow your order." Canon apologetically said.

"…"

Even though she'd already known his answer, Isabella was still so angry that her face turned purple.

Clenching her handbag tightly, she entered the building without saying a word.

Sure enough, money could make a difference.

Isabella went to the floor that Minh'd told her. After glancing around, she knocked on his door.

The knock sound went far in the quiet long corridor, but no one came to open the door.

Frowning, Isabella then knocked a few more times, with her force increased.

She waited anxiously outside for a long time before the door was finally opened.

The strong smell of alcohol immediately came to her nose.

Isabella then saw a man with a pale face, messy hair and t-shirt. He bent over and covered his belly

with a hand as he smiled weakly, "Miss Jones... You really came. I thought you were just joking."

"Oh my God, Minh...How much did you drink?" Isabella was extremely shocked. What did he do to

himself within just one day?

Being angry as we worried at the same time, she rushed over to help him up, "What's going on?"

"I'm okay..." Minh frowned, as if he was afraid of being blamed by her. Then he smiled guiltily, and his

gaze landed on Canon beside Isabella, asking, "Miss Jones, who is this?"

"A friend of mine. Anyway, how do you feel now?" Seeing Minh like this, Isabella was so worried that

her face darkened.

"I..." Just as Minh was about to say he was totally fine, he saw her angry face, and he immediately

replied, "I just felt a bit...stomachache."

Looking at Minh, Canon remained silent.

"Stomachache? Then why are you still standing here? Hurry, I'll get you inside."

Isabella helped him into his apartment. After hesitating for a few seconds, Canon followed them in.

Seeing that the living room was in a mess and the empty wine bottles were almost everywhere on the

ground, Isabella was dumbstruck, "You drank... all these?"

The smell of alcohol made her want to vomit, but she still tried her best to suppress the urge. Then she Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

turned to Canon and said: "Mr. Braun, please open the window."

Canon nodded and walked to open the window.

Looking at Minh lying on sofa, Isabella wanted to blame him but stopped as she reminded that today

was his mother's death-day. Then she asked softly, "Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?

"

She really couldn't bear to see this boy ruin herself like this. He didn't have a father and his mother had

passed away. He didn't even have a relative.

"I'm okay. I may just need some rest." The boy smiled, his bloodless face showing some exhaustion,

along with a strong sense of decadence. Then he said awkwardly, "I'm sorry... Miss Jones, my home is

too messy. Have a sit... I'll get you some water... "

He supported his body and was about to get up when Isabella pressed him down, saying: "Enough, just

sit here. I'll get the water."

Then she looked at Canon, "Mr. Braun, have a sit as well."

The apartment wasn't small, but they barely had a place to stand on, as it was too messy.

Canon said calmly: "If you need any help, you can tell me, Miss Jones."

Isabella immediately raised her eyebrows, and pointed to the messy trash on the floor, smiling: "Then

you could help me clean up these things."

Now it was not the time to be polite, or she would have to do the job all by herself. She didn't have that

much stamina.

"Sure." Canon quickly nodded.

Isabella walked over to the kitchen and found nothing there, even the refrigerator was empty. There

was still a layer of dust on the dining table.

There was no need to guess. Since he had just came back yesterday, he hadn't had time to do the

cleansing, and the only thing he had bought was wine.

This boy!

Having no way, Isabella could only find a kettle and a few cups, then she boiled some water.