Loveless Marriage

Chapter 95 A Visit To Polygon

All of a sudden, Christian started to kiss her deeply. As she lay in a position hard to resist, and

struggled several times in vain, the man kissed deeper, as if he

Isabella was so annoyed that she straightly bit his lip.

Frowning, Christian subconsciously let her go.

Isabella ruthlessly pushed him up, exhaled, mocking: "Bulling a patient, Christian, you are really a

man." Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

He straightened his body, licked his lips and smiled, "Whether I'm a man or not, I thought you've

already figured it out in the past three years."

"..."

Feeling that he had indeed bullied her a little much and was afraid that she may not rest well, Christian

then said: "Alright then, sleep early."

After he left, Isabella finally calmed herself down.

Isabella feigned death as she closed her eyes in the quilt and fell into a deep sleep after a while.

Minh and John returned to Brighton next morning. After Isabella was discharged from the hospital, she

was then brought back to the hotel by Christian.

Originally, Christian wanted her to rest for a while before going to Polygon in the afternoon. But Isabella

just felt unpleasant staying alone with him, so they had to change the schedule to the morning.

As she knew that she wouldn't be able to escape, so she went to the Polygon with Christian after

getting changed.

...

Right before the Polygon building, Isabella got off his car. She looked pretty good in her formal attire

and light make up. Her figure wasn't very slim, but was well-proportioned, at least her belly was

covered.

Although she was angry with him, Isabella was still rational, and she had to protect Benton's

reputation.

Christian was dressed in a dark suit that was pressed neatly. He looked rather noble and handsome.

Without an expression on his face, his attention was completely focused on the lady beside him.

As soon as they entered the building, the security guard and receptionists immediately greeted

respectfully, "Mr. Miller."

“Yes."

He replied gently then looked towards Isabella, "The elevator is over there."

His tone didn't reveal much emotion, but it was gentle enough to make people beside raise their heads

simultaneously and look at them. In the end, their gazes all focused on Isabella.

Based on her dress, she clearly wasn't a female tycoon, but who else could she be that made their

CEO so courteous?

Isabella naturally sensed what was happening surrounding her. She glanced at him and suddenly

smiled politely, "Mr. Miller, please."

Her voice was neither loud nor low, but everyone could hear her.

Looking at her, Christian didn't say anything. As if he had returned to his usual cold demeanour, he

entered the elevator.

The moment the elevator door closed, the young receptionists at the front desk started to gossiping,

"Did you notice how gentle Mr. Miller was was when he talked to her just now? Who is that young

lady?"

Actually, he wasn't that gentle, but one could tell the difference comparing with how he was in usual.

One girl recalled with a frown, "Why do I feel like I've seen her? Has she come here before?"

"I reckon she should be a representative of a company right? But she must be somebody as she was

personally received by CEO Christian."

"Ah! I knew who she is!" Another girl shouted in a low voice. Then she whispered, "She seems to be

Manager Jones from an internet company. She came here once before, and was received by Lexie."

The other two girls couldn't believe it, "Just a manager from a small company?"

However, when they mentioned Lexie, a girl lamented: "Do you guys think Lexie was transferred to the

filiale as she did something wrong?"

"Who knows? Lexie has been out CEO's assistants for a few years now. There must be something

happened since she was transferred away all of sudden."

If not for the fact that Mr. Miller looked too cold, they would have suspected that he have some affair

with Lexie. After all, these two matched so well.

Isabella took the elevator all the way to the top floor, then directly headed to the CEO's office with

Christian.

This was the first time she had truly stepped into this place, which was more impressive than she had

ever imagined. The last time she came, she just stopped at the door. However, maybe she was the

only one not knowing her husband owned such a big company after being married for three years.

There was a trace of ridicule flashed past her face.

As Christian glanced back, he coincidentally saw her expression, asking: "What’s wrong?" Isabella

immediately shook her head, "Nothing."