Chapter 147 Isabelle Planned To Resign
Isabelle did not respond to him. Seeing the weak Wesley, Isabelle felt a lot of pity. She took out her medical toolkit and said, “Wesley, I am proficient in special treatment just like my mother. I cannot heal scars or injuries like hypertrophic scars, but I can alleviate your pain with special treatment. Let me give it a try, okay?”
Wesley rubbed his right leg with his hand and paused. He nodded while enduring the pain.
After receiving special treatment, Wesley did indeed show improvement. Wesley looked at Isabelle and smiled sadly, “Your mother is skilled in medicine. She didn’t teach you everything, but your medical skills are great. If only she were still here.”
Isabelle’s face stiffened instantly. Wesley’s every word was reminding her to seek revenge.
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The next day, Isabelle stepped into the Harmo Real Estate building.
Isabelle didn’t sleep all night, so her complexion looked very bad.
Because it was the time for the morning meeting, there were many people in the elevator. Isabelle couldn’t tell if it was because she felt suffocated or if her emotions had been too depressed recently, but when she got off the elevator, she felt the baby in her stomach moving particularly vigorously.
Isabelle has been feeling fetal movements frequently lately, but this time she felt a lot of pain.
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She had to stop. Isabelle leaned against the wall, slightly bowing. Her delicate hand caressed her belly as Isabelle tried to soothe the little one inside.
Isabelle took a deep breath. As she patted her stomach, she suddenly felt a piercing gaze.
She stiffly turned her head and saw a man’s eyes filled with emotions.
That gaze, like a pitch–black web, tightly locked onto her.
Immediately after, the man stared at her belly with a complex expression.
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Isabelle gazed at his profound silhouette. His jawline was handsome. Despite his face being covered by a mask, her body felt as if it was being scorched by his gaze.
The man felt a slight heartache. He was overwhelmed with mixed emotions, but ultimately chose to remain silent.
He was looking at her belly. As a father, the man hadn’t seen Isabelle for a week or two. He might have missed the child.
This was his child.
But this child was an accident.
Isabelle did not know the outcome of this child. She could only do her best to protect it. Isabelle was confused. She was so anxious and torn that tears welled up in her eyes, but she could only desperately hold them back.
He seemed to be not doing well either. His mood was also not good, with a furrowed brow.
Isabelle felt pain. But who made her the murderer? She had once
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harmed the Clifford family for her own business.
She dimly averted her eyes. Suddenly, her stomach ached and she bent
over.
The sound of handmade leather shoes approached. The man’s cold
breath came closer.
Suddenly, Isabelle felt a lightness in her body. Warren picked her up horizontally, completely disregarding the fact that they were in a busy office building.
Isabelle suddenly stiffened. The warm breath in his arms seemed to scorch her. Her cold skin trembled slightly. Isabelle was stunned. She didn’t react for a moment.
After walking through a corridor, Isabelle quickly lowered her eyes. She coldly said, “I’m not in pain anymore, let me go.”
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Isabelle made him let go, and Warren couldn’t forcefully hold onto her anymore.
He pursed his thin lips, his face showing displeasure. He carefully and slowly set her down. Isabelle stood still. Warren’s deep eyes couldn’t help but fixate on her swollen belly.
Isabelle also followed his gaze and looked down.
Isabelle was already five months pregnant. Isabelle hadn’t had a prenatal check–up recently, but her belly was growing rapidly, like an inflated balloon.
He must have also remembered the day. His brows furrowed.
As his big hand reached out to touch her thin belly, Isabelle dodged to the side.
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She pursed her lips and coldly avoided him.
This alienation gesture froze Warren’s big hand!
Warren’s face immediately turned cold and frosty. He was angry. He had thought that after meeting at the café yesterday, she would come home in the evening.
But she did not return to the villa.
Isabelle didn’t even give him a call. Isabelle didn’t even thank him!
How long was Isabelle planning to give him the silent treatment? Isabelle saw him hugging Amy at the hospital. Is Isabelle still angry about it?
Warren’s chest heaved with coldness. He cast a fierce glance at the pale–faced Isabelle. The entire floor was filled with his employees, and he didn’t want to speak.
Warren took a long stride. Warren coldly walked past her and entered the CEO’s office.
Isabelle knew he was angry again, but now she really didn’t want to play along with Warren.
Her fingers trembled. Wesley asked her to stay as an undercover agent, but every minute, every second, deceiving Warren tormented Isabelle.
She wanted to leave Warren!
She couldn’t take it anymore. Even if she broke up with Warren, she would confront Wesley and Warren, tearing their faces apart, and seek revenge again.
Instead of pretending to be affectionate and sweet with Warren, Isabelle would hurt him.
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So she came today to turn down the position of vice president, especially the project of the hotel group.
In this way, Wesley could not use her to harm Warren this time.
Isabelle thought. Isabelle was about to enter the deputy general manager’s office to discuss work with Jarrett and submit a long leave application.
Suddenly, the door to the CEO’s office swung open. Sheldon shouted in front of everyone, “Ms. Spencer, Mr. Levine wants you to attend the morning meeting.”
Isabelle’s footsteps froze. She was still employed, so she could only obey orders. Isabelle took a step and walked into the CEO’s office.
In the spacious office, several shareholders and executives had already stood. Warren, looking particularly stern, sat behind the desk, surrounded by a chilling atmosphere.
No one dared to speak. It was evident that Warren had been in a bad mood for some time.
Isabelle stood at the back of the crowd. She happened to be near the sofa in the reception area.
Her almond–shaped eyes swept gently. She couldn’t help but recall half a month ago, when he sat here elegantly dining, while she read documents to him with a mixture of shyness and annoyance.
They were very loving at that time. Little did they know that within a few days, Wesley would come back and everything would change.
Isabelle and Warren’s relationship was not the same as before.
Isabelle took a deep breath, not letting those sweet memories bother her.
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Suddenly, Warren’s cold gaze also turned towards this direction. She remembered, and he must have remembered too.
Their gazes collided in the air. She felt heartbroken, while he felt puzzled.
Warren pursed his thin lips tightly. He slowly withdrew his complex gaze. He coldly shook hands and said, “Let’s allocate the upcoming tasks.”
He discussed it with the executives.
Isabelle was daydreaming. She looked very pale.
Suddenly, Sheldon read the work schedule and said, “Ms. Spencer doesn’t have any projects in her hands yet, so she can take on the current one…”
Isabelle suddenly snapped out of her thoughts. She had originally planned to quietly decline the job, but now she had no choice but to bring it up to him face–to–face. “Mr. Levine, I haven’t been feeling well lately, and I would like to hand over the responsibilities of Harmo Real Estate and take a long leave of absence.”
As soon as the words fell, the room fell into a brief and eerie silence. Everyone looked at her with astonishment.
“Ms. Spencer, you have been on leave for a week. We thought you were coming back to work today.”
“Yes, Mr. Levine’s major project was just starting, and it was exactly when he needed extra manpower. Do you happen to have thoughts of resigning?”
Several executives smiled subtly.
Isabelle looked up and caught sight of Warren’s unusually cold gaze
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behind the big desk, and a chill emanated from him.
Sheldon saw that Warren looked extremely pale, so Sheldon quickly intervened, “Ms. Spencer, it’s not a good time to take a leave now.”
“But I…”
“Without my permission, you are not allowed to take any more leave. Sheldon, hand over the bidding matters of the five–star hotel project to Ms. Spencer!” Warren said coldly.
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