Loveless Marriage

Chapter 71 You're Fooling Me

Frowning, Christian reached out and grab her shoulder, "Isabella, didn't you divorce me because you

want to be with someone you like? Can't you see that he just wants to find his daughter a stepmother?

Do you really think he likes you?"

Isabella's face turned cold and she detached from his arm, laughing: "I haven't said that I like him, have

I? He wants to find a stepmother for his daughter, and I just wanna a stepfather for mine. He's gentle

and considerate, and should be a good husband. I believe that he'll love me and my children in the

future. " Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Christian's face gradually turned cold. Then she raised her hand and caressed his chest as if she was

helping him tidy up his clothes. Her voice became softer, "Also, at our age, who would still have the

passion to fall in love? Probably only bosses like you may choose to date a twenty-year-old girl."

Christian's eyes darkened. His large palm suddenly caught her small hand, pressed it to his chest, and

said in a deep voice: "I don't have that much time, and I'm not into young girls. Even if I haven't told

about my job before, I didn't have any mistresses or do anything wrong before we divorced.

"…"

Hearing this, Isabella was startled. She quietly looked at him in dark.

Didn't he still think that she divorced him because she suspected that he had cheated on her?

She mocked in her heart as she tilted her head and tried to withdraw her hand, saying, "I have no

interest in that. There is no point in talking about whether you've cheated on me or not. Other than our

children, you don't need to concerned about any of my personal affairs in the future."

Without saying a word, Christian only looked down at her. But the light was so dim that they couldn't

see each other's expression.

Feeling the coldness around his body, Isabella she pulled out her hand and muttered: "Let me go!"

But he didn't move, but his grip tightened as she struggled.

Isabella turned a bit angry. She stared at him with her eyes open widely, "Christian, let me go. I need to

go home."

Then she was immediately hugged by him.

"No, I won’t let you go!"

His muffled voice made Isabella heart skipped a beat, and she felt her blood pumping to her head. After

a long while, she carefully whispered, "Christian, do you, um, do you know what you're saying?"

When has he become so awkward? He was even like a child now.

Isabella wasn't stupid. she could see all changes that he had in the past few days, which made her feel

moved. However, she just couldn't believe it.

After a long while, Christian still didn't reply. She was a little disappointed and thought that it was just

another farce. However, she heard his straightforward voice in the next second.

"I know."

"…"

Isabella's face flushed as her heart even skipped a beat, "Do you … like me? "

Since he had been so shameless, she could be as well.

"Umm...I don't hate you."

"…" Isabella was stunned completely.

She originally thought that he would say 'yes' or 'no', while never thought that he would give such an

ambiguous reply.

What do you mean by "I don't hate you'?

How many women had he hated?

Seemed with a mouthful of blood on his chest, Isabella was so angry that her face turned purple.

Suddenly her strength increased, and she pushed him away, shouting: "Christian, you're fooling me!"

The man staggered a step back, then looked at her blankly and said, "I didn't fool you."