Loveless Marriage

Isabella suppressed her rage, her fair and pretty face was covered with sullenness. She walked out of

the bathroom and went straight to the Executive Office.

She didn't even knock on the door as she barged in.

The man in the office seemed to be shocked by her. But when he saw it was her, his expression

returned to its normal calm. He put down his pen and smiled faintly. "You're here."

Isabella stood at the door for two seconds, staring at him as she slowly walked in, her eyes filled with

dense ridicule. She coldly laughed, "Mr. Simons, there's no need for you to continue pretending."

The man's gaze dimmed. He looked at Isabella's delicate and indifferent face, but his smile didn't

change. "You think I'm pretending in front of you?"

Isabella's red lips formed a mocking arc, "If you keep pretending for a long time, will you still be able to

differentiate between the fake and real yourself?"

Shawn's handsome face revealed a calm and indifferent smile, "I thought you would understand that

this is just about the way how we live. I have my way, and you also have your own way. It's like how

you are just a Manager in Benton, but also the first Judge's daughter, the ex-wife of Polygon's

president, and now you're also pregnant … I'm just fighting for my interests. Aren't you, as well?"

"…" Isabella choked.

He did agree with that sentence. If he didn't do something shameful, he wouldn't be afraid of knocking

on the door. This man had grabbed all of her weaknesses to stop her.

However, this did not mean that the anger in Isabella's heart had disappeared. Her expression became

even colder, and her tone became calmer, "So, the reason you went to Brighton back then was just

because of me? During that party, you intentionally talked to me and said that you wanna cooperation?"

Shawn's black Eye Colour flashed a few times but he did not say a word.

He had been doing business for so many years. He had seen all sorts of people and heard all kinds of

unpleasant things.

The only difference between him and Christian, was that everything he obtained today, he had walked

his path, while Christian had merely inherited his father's legacy, which had turned the tables once.

Thus, even though he treated that man as his opponent, he still looked down upon him from the bottom

of his heart.

"You're born to be a merchant." Isabella looked at him, the sneer on her face grew deeper.

"If this makes you comfortable, just think that way." Shawn's expression was unperturbed.

"No, you even use a woman, so you probably can't even be considered a merchant. I don't believe that

you would do such a despicable thing." Isabella was so angry that she laughed instead. She then sized

him up, and suddenly denied herself, "That's not true, as you even used your wife. So it's reasonable

that you wouldn't care about any other women and even tried to use them."

Shawn looked at her, then turned his gaze away. He slowly walked to the window, both hands in

pockets, and stare at the various buildings in the distance. The ambition in his eyes was no longer

hidden, "Do you know which is the tallest building in London?"

Isabella stood behind him and raised her eyes to look at the gigantic window. Shawn's slender figure

was dressed neatly, and his temperament was noble yet calm, but what she saw on him was

completely different from on Christian. Shawn has an extreme desire, to power, money, and everything

in the world.

She smiled slowly, then said, "So what if it's this building? Can you have it your whole life? Also, what

you pursue is not what everyone desires for, and I won't sacrifice myself for your success."

"You can share it with me if you want." Shawn suddenly turned around and looked at her deeply.

"…"

Isabella's eyes were wider open. If she could, she wanted to go up and slap him.

What a shameless man.

"Don't tell me that you even want to put on a show and now want to make it true."

"Can't I?" Shawn tilted his head and slightly lifted his lower lip. He didn't feel the least bit shameless at

all.

The bottom of Isabella's heart was about to explode from anger from Shawn's words, but her

expression still maintained extremely calm and mockingly said, "You're just curious about what kind of

woman would make Christian fall for. To put it bluntly, it's … Envy, jealousy, hate. This is also why you

want to spread the gossiping about you and me in the company. You probably never took a fancy to

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She was angry at the thought of that picture.

"Curiosity is also the heart. What he can give you, I can also give you. What he cannot do for you …"

"Then divorce the Miss Green first." Isabella immediately interrupted him with a beautiful smile.

"If you divorce her, and I haven't remarried Christian, I might consider you."

Shawn squinted his eyes. He knew that this woman wasn't as smart as Sarah, but she wasn't stupid. In

an instant, the cold, yet the indifferent face of Sarah surfaced in his mind.

"I thought you would be different, but it turns out you are just a normal woman."

He made Isabella feel disgusted and was truly afraid that she would vomit if she continued to stay here.

She immediately took out the documents from her bag and placed them on the table, "Mr. Simons, let's

chat again next time. After signing the contract, I'll have to go back to report to Mr. Smith."

Shawn looked at the woman who remained indifferent. His brows slightly furrowed, his gaze moved to

the documents on the table, and said indifferently, "You already know that I have my own purpose in

cooperating with Benton, but why are you still fighting for it?"

Isabella picked up the pen on the table and opened it, holding it up and passing it to him, "As a part of

the profit, fighting for the company's benefits is my responsibility. Mr. Simons, sign it."

"But I also have a way to make your company lose money. Aren't you going to rule out this risk for the

company?" Shawn smiled, but her words were abnormally cold and heartless.

"There's no need for you to worry about. I don't even know if I can continue staying at Benton

Technology until then. Maybe after signing this contract, I will be able to leave once I complete my

mission and obtain the reward." She put the pen down heavily in front of him.

Shawn did not speak anymore, his thin lips were pursed tight, the smile on his face had faded slightly,

the lines of his lower jaw had tensed up, his pitch—black eyes stared at her for a few seconds, and

then picked up the pen to sign his name.

Isabella walked out of the office and looked down at the signature at the bottom of the document. Her

delicate eyebrows tightly knitted, but she was completely unable to relax, and even felt a sense of

heaviness.

This matter was too big. She had to discuss it with Mr. Smith after she got back, otherwise, the entire

company would be implicated.

Although she said that she would take the bonus and left, but Benton was still very important to her,

and Mr. Smith treated her quite well, so she could not harm him.