Reborn Second Chance With The Scheming Tycoon novel Chapter 189

Chapter 162 This it’s not always hopeless–1

Chapter 162 This i***t’s not always hopeless–1

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“You’re not my wife–why are you acting like you’re mourning me? Wait, don’t tell me, you

actually wanna marry me?” Liam Taylor raised his eyebrows, then pulled a silly face. “Haha,

in your dreams!”

Isla Shaw’s face darkened like thunderclouds gathering. Without a word, she clenched the

peach in her hand so tightly, it started dripping juice onto the ground.

Liam felt a chill crawl up his spine. He took a few cautious steps back. “Okay, okay, I was just

messing around! Chill out! Angry women wrinkle faster, and by the way… you’re not exactly a

spring chicken anymore, you know-”

“Liam Taylor?” Isla’s expression twisted with outrage. Without warning, she grabbed the stick

Emily Carter had handed her and bolted after him.

“AHHH! Bro, Amelia, save me!” Liam yelped as he leapt over the fence like his life depended

on it.

“You better stop right there! I swear I won’t kill you. Maybe,” Isla yelled while sprinting after

him around the yard.

Watching the two bicker and chase each other around, Amelia Johnson couldn’t help but

laugh, shaking her head at their antics.

A bit later, Brandon Taylor suggested they take a walk, and Amelia gladly pushed him out for

some air.

They strolled along the same dirt paths they used to roam as kids, even visited the peach tree grove behind the hill, only returning when dinner was almost ready.

As soon as Amelia walked into the house, the sharp scent of medicinal balm hit her.”

Someone take a tumble?”

“Waaah, Amelia!” Isla cried out as she limped over, looking like a kicked puppy with her

red–rimmed eyes and pouty expression.

Amelia’s eyes widened when she spotted Isla’s swollen ankle. “Oh my god, Isla! What

happened?”

Liam stepped forward with a look of pure guilt. “I’m so sorry, Amelia–totally my fault for

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Chapter 162 This it’s not always hopeless–1

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running too fast.” Then he extended his arm toward Isla. “Come on then… you wanna hit me?

Go ahead. I won’t fight back.”

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