Welcome To My Life novel Chapter 22

Freddie and Yasmin were dumbfounded when they saw Isobel slap Hamish. Freddie was the first to react and look back at his friend who had just been slapped.

The palm print on the upper part of Hamish’s right cheek was very clear. It was obvious that Isobel put in a lot of strength when she slapped him just now.

Freddie raised an eyebrow. At this time, he couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark, "It hurts, right?" Hamish touched his right cheek and turned to look at the door, which had no trace of her presence. He then squinted slightly.

Isobel became quite bold.

He snorted coldly then turned and left without answering Freddie's question.

Only then did Yasmin react to what just happened. She stepped forward and pulled the corner of Freddie's clothes. "Just now, did Isobel slap Hamish?"

"What else could’ve happened? It’s not like you have the courage to do it."

Yasmin pulled on his ear. "You can but do you dare?"

"Ouch! Can’t you feel bad for your boyfriend?"

Yasmin snorted coldly, "You wish. I feel bad for Isobel!"

Hearing her words, Freddie's smile faded away a bit. He wrapped his arms around her. "Forget it. Think about it from a different perspective, this is a good thing. Don’t you think Mr. George likes Isobel?"

Yasmin thought about it for a while. "You are quite right!"

Both of them liked Isobel, but they didn’t know what was going on in Hamish’s head that he had get engaged to Martha!

City N was lit up and the streets were busy at eight o'clock or so in the evening.

Isobel tilted her head and looked at everything that was constantly passing by outside the car window. Tears streamed from the corner of her eyes when she remembered Hamish's words.

As soon as she thought of this reality, Isobel felt that her three years was just a dream.

In fact, it was really just a dream, she was not part of their world.

As soon as it was twelve o’clock, Cinderella had to leave party and returned to the cramped room to continue being a servant.

No, she was worse than Cinderella. Cinderella had no choice but to leave while she was personally driven away by Hamish.

‘Look, Isobel, it was wishful thinking on your part all this time.’

Neon lights outside the window shone on her face. Her tears refracted the light and sparkled. Eduard saw and was stunned. Just as he raised his hand to help her wipe it, he heard her say, "Eduard, the light turned green."

The light turned green. It was time to go.