Loveless Marriage novel Chapter 117

Christian smiled. With some sense of doting, he directly put the fork into her hand, then pointed at the few large words on the left wall.

"Waste food shameful."

"…"

Isabella felt a little angry: "This is all your fault, Christian. Why didn't you remind me just now?"

Although she was being unreasonable troublesome, after finishing these noodles, they would never be able to sleep tonight.

Christian's voice was low and mellow, as if it was tapping on her heartstrings. "I just thought you were very hungry."

Isabella, "..."

She stopped talking. She would never talked to him. 

She was really blind before. Was this schemed person really the man who married her for three years but seldom saying anything?

No matter how angry she was, she still took the fork and started to eat with him.

When they lowered their heads at the same time, their lips were so close that they almost kissed each other. 

Isabella's heart skipped a beat. Afraid that any embarrassing situation may occur, she let the waiter bring over two small bowls. Then she pretended to be calm and gave him one.

Glancing at her as if he had already seen through her, Christian smiled without saying anything. 

After a while, he causally asked, "When are you planning to confess to Luke?"

"Umm, cough …"

It was not because he suddenly uttered something, but because of the content, Isabella choked and started to violently cough.

"Water." As if he had already expected her reaction, he passed her a water without any change of expression.

While Isabella was startled and her expression looked quite interesting. 

After drinking some water, she coughed a few times. Looking at him in a strange way, she then pretended not understand what he meant. "Confess? You're truly concerned about the matters between Luke and me. "

How did he know that she planned to confess to Luke?

This was only her own mind and she hadn't told anyone about it yet.

Or … She talked in her sleep?

Isabella suddenly felt fear in her heart. 

Christian picked up a piece of tuna and placed it in her bowl. Then he slowly said: "I had a dinner with him tonight, and told him what I thought. He's in a rush to find a stepmother for his daughter. If you don't have that idea, then don't waste their time."

"…"

Had a dinner and told him what you thought?

Why didn't she know that he already had such a good relationship with Luke? 

Isabella tried to calmed herself down and taunted: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and you two have even become good friends. Whether I have such idea have nothing to do with you! I just like Rachel, so what if I'll be her stepmother?"

That girl was both pitiful and cute. She really wanted to take her as foster daughter, but she hadn't mentioned it to Luke. 

"If you want to be a mother, wait for the babies in your belly to come out. Eat. It's getting cold.” Christian stopped the topic and smiled faintly. 

Isabella choked. Just as she was about to lose her temper, his bland words stopped her. It was like a fist smashing against cotton, and she was extremely depressed.

Gritting her teeth, she took a big bite of the pasta.

Not knowing if it was because she was full of anger, or if it was due to the pasta, but after she finished eating, her stomach felt a bit uncomfortable. 

"There's a bridge in front. Let's take a walk there after go back. Eating too much would upset your stomach."

Hearing this, Isabella rebuked, "Who said I'm not feeling well. I'm feeling extremely comfortable."

With that, she cast a sidelong glance at her, "Tomorrow … No, today aren't you going back to the Leeds? Go back early if you have nothing else. I'm tired, so I'm going back to sleep. "

Just as she turned around, Christian suddenly pulled her into his embrace. "Don't rush. Let me hug you for a while."