Loveless Marriage

Jealousy

From the moment he sat down, Isabella had already felt that it was his aura. She didn't move nor

struggle, her eyes still closed as she continued to leave herself embraced by him. "You didn't do

anything wrong, why are you apologising to me?" She asked.

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have brought my jealousy onto you." As he spoke, his voice became softer

and softer. His delicate kiss lightly landed on her forehead.

Isabella was startled. She opened her eyes and looked at the pair of eyes that were no longer

concealing the deep feelings she had for him.

“Jealousy?”

It was a word she found hard to imagine coming out of his mouth.

The man stared at her with a bitter smile, “Is it strange ? I would be jealous of any man get close to

you."

"…"

Isabella stared at him blankly for a few seconds before suddenly closing her eyes. She almost couldn't

suppress the emotions that surged up from the bottom of her heart.

He said he was jealous.

Christian frowned at her overly calm reaction. "You don't believe me?"

Just as Isabella wanted to say something, she suddenly heard a voice call her. She opened her eyes

and pushed him away, standing up, "It's my turn."

Christian frowned even more. His expression was a bit unsightly, but he still stood up and quickly

followed her.

After applying for medicine, the burning sensation was quickly covered by a cool feeling. After asking

the doctor and confirming that everything was fine, the two of them took some medicine and left the

hospital.

On their way to hotel, Isabella had never once mentioned anything about what he had said in the

hospital. It was unknown if she really had forgotten or had deliberately ignored it. Christian may also be

afraid that he would make her unhappy, so he did not continue to ask. However, his eyes which

seemed to contain a lot of hidden thoughts never left her body.

Isabella could feel his intense gaze no matter where she went. At first, she was just a little

uncomfortable, and was irritated in the end. She hugged her notebook and glanced at him, saying, "I'm

asking John some questions and don't follow me."

Only then did the man retract his expression. A few seconds later, he gave a faint "Okay".

Isabella left the room and immediately heaved a sigh of relief. Looking back, she suppressed the

emotions in her heart and headed to John's room.

she knocked on the door and went in. John was using at his laptop while Minh lowered his head and

packed up his clothes.

Isabella was a bit startled, "You're going out?"

Minh zipped up his jacket and smiled at her, "Yes, I told you about it earlier. I've a classmate here, and I

want to go see her.

Isabella nodded while smiling, "It's fine, just go. John is still here."

Minh stroked his collar, his fingers suddenly paused, and looked at her hesitantly. "Miss Jones …...

Don't take my words at lunch so seriously. I was just joking. "

Isabella was startled, and then immediately shook her head, "No, you didn't say anything wrong, why

should we take it to heart? You have your own choice, and I will support you. "

With that, she patted his shoulder and encouraged him, "Go, have a good time. It's not too late tonight." NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Minh smiled warmly, "OK."

After they left, Isabella placed the laptop on the table and turned it on. She calmly asked, "John, what

did you guys know about Fantasy this morning?"

Hearing that, John let go of the mouse and turned the chair to look at her, his expression becoming

serious, "It seems like there was some disturbance in its South-UK market, which directly caused them

to lose three branch companies."

Isabella's face instantly became serious, her eyebrows knitted together slightly, "Is it that serious?"

After all, Fantasy had been developing for ten years. Step by step, he walked forward. Everyone could

see his strength, so how could he be so easily shaken? Furthermore, a person like Shawn would never

allow such a thing to happen.

John looked at her with a profound gaze. "Miss Jones, do you know which company is the greatest

competitor of Fantasy in South UK?"

"Which?"

"Polygon Group." John looked straight at her.

Isabella was startled, after a few seconds, she looked at him surprisingly, "Polygon Group?"

She didn't know it at all.

"Where did you hear that?"

John pursed his lips and explained, "I also just knew, that Polygon Group and Fantasy are the two

biggest groups in South UK, and are currently competing for the authority of a well-known European

brand. This is an internal news, and I just found about it. The covert fighting has already started."

Isabella's expression became even more solemn. She placed her finger on the labial margin and

started thinking.

The economic development of London, Leeds and Brighton were relatively strong.

Could it be that this was the reason Shawn went to Brighton all of a sudden? Was his suddenly return

to London also due to the trouble that Fantasy was in right now?

But why was there nothing news released from the Polygon Group? At least, she couldn't see anything

from Christian's face, and she didn't believe that Shawn wouldn't do anything either.

Frowning thoughtfully for a moment, she suddenly looked at him and said, "Go back and help me

check if there are any movements from the Polygon Group side."

"Since you're so worried about Mr. Miller, why don't you ask him directly? He must know more than I

do."

Isabella immediately rolled his eyes, "Will you tell the secrets of your own company to other people?

Besides, when did you see that I cared about him? Why would I worry about a man earning billions

dollars a year. Am I crazy? I know my self. "

John continued to joke, "Others may not know, but I feel that Mr. Miller will tell you everything he

knows."

Isabella's smile turned cold. She immediately kicked on his chair, "Hurry up and go to work, why are

you spouting so much nonsense?"

Even if she wanted to ask about the Polygon Group, how could she let a man know?

In the other room, Christian was sitting upright on the sofa with a flat plate in his arms. One hand was

skillfully tapping on the keyboard while the other hand held his phone by his ear.

Adrian's laughter came out from the phone, "Hey bro, aren't you being a bit too ruthless this time? A

single move to kill the enemy, not giving them any time to breathe at all. "

Christian looked at the screen expressionlessly, his voice calm. "A month is still short? If Simons had

not spent so much time in Brighton, this little matter would not have had much of an impact on him. "

Adrian lazily said, "Is it because he had his eyes on your woman in Brighton?"

Christian's slender fingers paused, and continued to move the cursor, inquiring in a light tone, "What

business do you have with me by calling me at this time?"

"Ho-ho …Of course it's big news."

Christian squinted his eyes and frowned, "If you have nothing better to do, you should go and find your

dog friends for a game of cards. I don't have time to play with you."