Loveless Marriage novel Chapter 208

Meanwhile, in the office building opposite the street, Steven quickly knocked on the Executive Office's door.

The man who was working seriously didn't even raise his head and just said, "Come in."

Steven pushed open the door, looked at the man, and maintained his calm tone, "Sir, the false news about Miss Jones is spreading online this morning. Benton Technology suspended her from work, and I just saw her sitting alone downstairs."

Hearing the news about Isabella, the man immediately raised her head. As he heard further, he narrowed his eyes and his expression darkened, "Is she still downstairs now?"

Without waiting for Steven's reply, he quickly got up and walked out.

"Sir…"

Steven still wanted to stop him, but he had already walked far away.

He still hadn't told him that Miss Jones's suspension was just because of him. If he went over now, wouldn't that confirm the gossiping even more?

Isabella's tiny body was still seated on the stairs, deep in thought, her two eyes glazed over as she looked forward. From the surface, she looked like an unemployed person who had just been fired from a loss.

Christian walked over quickly. Seeing his from afar, he immediately felt pained, ignored the people around him who were watching him, came over and squatted down, "Isabella."

"…"

Isabella looked at the man in front of him who seemed to have suddenly appeared out of nowhere. She was stunned for a moment, and thought that she had some illusion. Then she casually waved her hand, but was cut off by the man halfway.

Feeling the warmth that was different from before, Isabella finally woke up. She stared with wide eyes, "Christian?"

"Yes." The man tenderly caressed her little face and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Isabella was instantly immersed in that kind of gentleness. Looking at him, she suddenly thought of some lines from a movie or TV drama, and said it out loud as well, "I'm unemployed."

Coupled with his dazed expression and his faintly aggrieved tone, it was indescribably pitiful.

A few seconds later, while Isabella was still waiting for him to say "I'll raise you", the man lightly said, "Okay, then let's go home."

Isabella was startled. His eyes suddenly became clear, blinked his eyes, and pursed her lips. "Another one mocked me."

She was already unemployed. If she didn't go home, would she wander the streets?

Her mood was terrible. She watched as the man completely ignored her surroundings as if he just wanted to find comfort.

The man was helpless. Seeing that she seemed to have lost her wits, he knew that he wouldn't listen to anything. He stood up and bent over to pick her up. He said gently, "Let's go home."

Her fingers were slightly cold and her body was stiff. She did not need to think to guess at what kind of battle she had just experienced.

The man's arms tightened around her, pulling her deeper into his embrace.