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The more she pleaded, the more she implied that Isabelle did not accept Warren’s help, but instead collaborated with David, whom Warren did not like.
Did Isabelle never do anything she shouldn’t have done? But now she is lying!
The anger in Warren’s heart was undoubtedly ignited, and he was filled with doubt.
He looked at Isabelle, who was holding the phone in a daze by the window. She quickly returned to the compartment, not knowing whether she intentionally didn’t stand firm and suddenly fell forward. David immediately caught her hand. Isabelle shyly looked up, and David was definitely captivated.
Warren coldly stared at David and let out a sinister chuckle.
Warren smashed his phone against the wall, and the phone broke into pieces.
Warren turned away coldly, his face devoid of any expression. He
abruptly opened the car door and drove away in his multimillion–dollar Bentley.
“Warren, wait for me…” Amy anxiously chased after him, glancing back for a moment with a smile on her face.
Isabelle, this was a trap you dug yourself.
In the private room-
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Isabelle walked in, still distracted by L’s phone call, and accidentally twisted her foot. Being extra cautious during her pregnancy, she immediately tried to grab onto a chair.
David acted quickly and immediately supported her hand. She regained her balance and promptly distanced herself from him, saying, “Thank you.”
And he also quickly let go.
The private room door was open, and the waiter was walking back and forth outside the door.
Isabelle sat down, the draft was already half drawn. Although she was a little distracted, she still accelerated to complete the other half.
She wanted to finalize the necklace today. After David finished reading the complete draft and discussed the details with her, and decided which precious jade to use, the necklace was finally confirmed and she could start manufacturing it.
Isabelle needed to make a pair of earrings, studs, a diamond ring, several bracelets, and a brooch, etc.
“My mother really likes your design style. Because of this personal matter, I’m afraid I’ll have to bother you for some more time. But you’re busy, so there’s no need to rush like today. My mother is not in a hurry for this,” David said.
He had ulterior motives and wanted to see this girl who captivated his heart more often.
Isabelle, on the other hand, was completely unaware of David’s
thoughts. They discussed only work matters today, and David left her with a gentlemanly impression. She didn’t have much suspicion towards this David, especially when he kindly handed her a packaged velvet cake before leaving.
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She sneered, “I’m sorry, but my CEO is not here. If you don’t have an appointment, you can’t see him.”
Not here? That’s impossible. L clearly asked her to come to Harmo Real Estate this morning and said he wanted to show her his work.
Isabelle immediately called him in a depressed mood.
But Warren didn’t answer.
She frowned and patiently made three phone calls before Warren finally answered. Over the phone, Isabelle felt Warren inexplicably cold.
Isabelle was taken aback and was about to speak when she suddenly heard a commotion and noise coming from Warren’s side, as if in a bar.
She frowned and asked with a soft smile, “L, why did you suddenly hang up on me at noon? I was busy at that time. Didn’t you say you wanted me to come to the company today? I’m here now.”
The man remained silent but smirked, as if he was laughing at something she said.
The eerie atmosphere made Isabelle freeze. She couldn’t understand why he seemed so unhappy. She spoke softly again, “Where are you now? Sorry, I was busy until late tonight. Did I make you wait? Can I come find you?”
“Huh.” That mocking remark pierced Isabelle’s ears, and Warren chuckled even colder, “Why didn’t you spend the night at Lotus Restaurant?”
“What?” Isabelle had no idea what he was talking about.
Suddenly, a seductive woman’s voice came from Warren’s side, followed by Amy’s gentle voice, “Warren, don’t drink their toast,
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Isabelle will be heartbroken if she finds out. Let me support you…”
Suddenly, Isabelle’s mind went blank and her breath paused for a
moment.
He was at the bar with a woman and Amy.
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Isabelle could hardly control her anger as she asked him, “L, were you playing at the bar? You clearly said for me to come to the office, but you stood me up. You inexplicably made me come all the way for nothing, you…”
“What right do you have to control where I play? Who do you think you are, thinking you’re my wife?” Warren’s voice was cold, laced with drunkenness, piercing Isabelle’s heart. He sarcastically added, “You, a woman full of lies…”
Isabelle didn’t hear the last sentence. Warren coldly hung up the phone.
Isabelle stood blankly under the heater, but her body felt like it was being thrust into an icy, snowy world. She was frozen in place because of his inexplicable scolding, and her heart ached even more because of his sarcasm. It turned out that even after being in a relationship, she still didn’t have the right to control him. He could casually break promises and freely insult her.
Isabelle thought to herself, “How can this fickle and hurtful man speak in such a way?”
Warren was still normal yesterday. They had barbecue together. He put her to sleep at night. In the morning, he said he wanted her to understand him. After the argument, he said he wanted to love each other well! These were all things he said.
Now Warren, on the other hand, mocked her. Does she really think of herself as his wife?
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Was this his true thought? Was he always playing with her?
Isabelle squatted down palely, feeling heartbroken yet inexplicably puzzled.
At that moment, the receptionist saw her looking frustrated after making a phone call, and immediately called two security guards to chase her away.
Isabelle coldly stared at the secretary for a moment, unwilling to speak. She walked out and stood in the cold wind for a while before driving back to Yvlan Villa with a blank expression.
Tara was resting in the single house when Maggie asked Isabelle if she had dinner.
Isabelle pouted and immediately turned her face, almost on the verge of crying in that moment.
She shook her head wearily and slowly walked up the stairs. She opened the master bedroom, which was empty and cold. He had been holding her while they slept here last night…
Isabelle thought Warren was really unreasonable.
After working for a whole day, Isabelle was really tired. Now she didn’t want to call Warren, afraid of being scolded by him. In a drowsy state, she curled up under the blanket and fell asleep.
In the compartment, Warren looked at the phone he had hung up.
Suddenly, he smashed the new phone he had just bought in the afternoon onto the glass table, causing the expensive wine bottle to roll onto the floor!
