Loveless Marriage novel Chapter 191

Shawn didn't chase after her any more and stood there seeing they left, with his hands carelessly stuffed into his pockets, an unreadable emotion in his eyes.

But in the eyes of others, he seemed as if he was unwilling to part with his lover, and his gossiping was caught up once again.

Isabella quickly left the Fantasy Group and walked eastward.

John asked with doubt, "Miss Jones, what's wrong? What happened to Mr. Simons just now? "

He felt something wrong. It was fine if she didn't want him to send them, but there was no need to lie that they had rented a car, right?

Minh surprisingly did not say much, as if he could see through her.

Isabella looked quite serious as she indifferently replied, "Don't worry about him."

Then, she said to Minh, "Take a taxi, and we will return to the hotel."

"Oh, okay."

Just as Minh left, the phone in her pocket vibrated.

After being startled for a moment, she took out her cell phone from her bag, glanced at the number, and pressed the answer button, "Hello."

"I'm in Jack's across from you, come here."

Across from her?

Isabella raised her eyes and saw the blurry figure of a person standing in front of the window of the restaurant on the other side of the road. The man seemed to be looking at her as well.

She silently watched him for a few seconds, her eyebrows gradually tightening.

A few minutes later, the three of them followed the waiter upstairs.

Minh was the first to greet him, "Mr. Miller."

Christian turned around to take a look, then casually closed the muslin curtain and gently said to John, "John, my assistant is pretty lonely below, I'll have to trouble you to accompany him downstairs."

John, "..."

It's not like he's gay, but he wouldn't dare to argue with a big boss if he was dissatisfied with him, so he just nodded with a smile, "Alright, Miss Jones, I'll be going now."

Isabella nodded and said, "Since you are accompanying Steven, then order whatever you want. Mr. Miller will treat you."

John was startled, "Oh, okay, thank you, Mr. Miller!"

Christian, "..."

Minh's eyes flickered, his expression didn't change at all.

Christian pulled out a chair beside him, and before he even asked her to sit down, Isabella had already pulled out a chair and casually sat down.

Christian glanced at her and didn't feel the slightest bit thick-skinned at all as he took the seat beside her.