His Real Wedded Bride novel Chapter 138

Isla showed a disapproving look. But seeing that his face was full of fantasy, she was reluctant to embarrass him. So she continued to listen to him. But the more he spoke, the more it felt weird.

"You can take care of the children at home. My parents like to do morning exercises. You can get up at six and prepare breakfast. After breakfast, you need to do the laundry first, because after that you have to go out to buy some food for lunch and dinner. Oh! And yes, my mother likes dessert. You need to make time for that. And make sure that dinner is ready by the time I get home from work."

She tried to recall what her aunt had told her. She was sure she was here on a blind date, not to apply for a job as a nanny.

But he seemed engrossed in his fantasy and couldn't stop talking about it. Isla assumed that he must be rich. It was said that most men who were good at earning money had some male chauvinist tendencies.

"Excuse me, How much is your monthly salary, Mr. Zhu? Oh, sorry, Mr. Huang?"

"Five thousand. It's a handsome figure, isn't it? If you are not satisfied with my salary, that clarifies only one thing, that you women are all vain creatures. And I won't be attracted to such women. But I like your hot figure and because of that, I will reluctantly give you a try."

Gordon was such an arrogant guy, he dared to judge Isla to her face.

Isla pinched her leg hard under the table. She felt pain, which meant that she was not dreaming. Then she must have gotten on a fake blind date, she mocked herself.

She had prepared three excuses to leave in case the blind date turned awkward. But she now threw away all that she had prepared beforehand.

The first excuse was to say that she did not feel well. But she feared that Gordon would take advantage of that by offering to take care of her.

The second excuse was that something urgent happened at home. But again, Gordon might just offer to go with her.

The third situation was that she would show her hands and they would fall out. But Gordon was a strong man, and she was only a weak woman.

So she had no choice but to wait until he ate and drank to his heart's content. Maybe then he would be happy and let her go easily.

But after Gordon finished the meal, he started dropping sexual hints, implying that there was a good hotel nearby and the breakfast there was very delicious.

However delicious the food was going to be, it would be impossible for her to have another meal with him.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhu, no, Mr. Huang. Thanks for your treat. I will let my Aunt know how our date went."

She was sure that she would never meet him again.

When Gordon saw the bill, he frowned. He reluctantly paid and grumbled that women always spent a lot.

But actually he ate the most during the meal. Such a sexist pig, wasn't he?

As soon as they walked out of the restaurant, Gordon grabbed Isla and put his arms around her, preventing her from leaving. The people around wanted to help Isla, but they were intimidated by Gordon's strong figure.

"I really, really like you. If you satisfy me tonight, I will consider marrying you tomorrow. I know you like it too. Your aunt has told me everything about you. You should feel lucky that I choose you."

What did her aunt tell him? Hearing this, Isla felt as if she was soaked in cold water and was left out in the freezing north wind.

But even though she was not that perfect, she would not let Gordon take advantage of her. She knew that it would be of no use to shout for help in public. She had to create a scene. How did one do that? She racked her brain, trying to remember every possible ways to fight against sex offender.

Yes, she had an idea. The most effective way was to smash the most expensive thing one could find.

She looked around the parking lot. The most expensive thing there was a Maserati and it was right in front of her. She calculated the maintenance cost in her mind, and weighed her innocence against the cost. She decisively smashed a hole in the car with her high heels.

"Arrgh!" The security guard shouted at her angrily and rushed over. He then called someone on the phone to inform about the accident.

A man in a suit rushed out from the restaurant. He glowered at the damage, then he turned to Isla and Gordon. He spat out, "Who is responsible for this?"

Gordon knew that it would cost tens of thousands to fix a Maserati and there was no way he could afford it. He pointed to Isla and said, "She did it. We don't know each other. It is just an unlucky day for me to meet her."