Isobel Lewis’s body stiffened and her entire body fell onto the ground.
“Hamish Francis——”
She suddenly shouted out, and everyone around her looked at her.
Hamish stopped and looked back at her; her eyes were all filled with coldness.
Isobel said, “Have you ever loved me?”
As she was saying, she suddenly stood up and stumbled towards him. She fiercely grabbed his collar, “Did you ever love me?”
She asked another question, seemingly unwilling but seemed to have already despaired.
He didn’t say anything, and he just looked at her coldly as if he was looking at a mad person.
Isobel let go of her hand and took two steps back. She looked at him and suddenly smiled, “But I have loved you.”
She paused for a moment, looked down, and did not know what to look at. Her tears fell to the ground, and the people around her felt bad.
“I took your game seriously, and even though I knew you were just trying to revenge me, I never hated you.”
“And yet you never loved me. Never!”
She was like a maniac, crying and laughing at the same time, “You can take my mother away if you want, but Hamish, let me tell you, if anything happens to my mother, I will never forgive you forever! Not for the rest of my life!”
After she finished saying, she wiped her tears furiously. She turned around and went back to get her suitcase and walked towards the security check.
She wanted to get out of here, and she didn’t want to stay here anymore. It was too hard for her.
But when she heard the security staff asked her to show her ID and ticket, Isobel suddenly didn’t dare to go.
She took a step back and ran out of the airport, dragging her suitcase with her.
The airport’s entrance was crowded. She bumped into someone and fell straight onto the luggage.
Isobel could only feel the pain. She held the suitcase and stood up again. She wanted to get up and continue to leave, but suddenly she squatted down again.
She let go of the suitcase, hugged herself and started crying again.
When Stanley Shaw arrived, he saw such a scene.
He had never seen such a wretched Isobel. Even when Amanda Holder’s creditors caught up then, she could calmly hold a basin of hot water to drive them away.
From the time he met her, he had never seen her cry.
Now she was squatting on the ground, crying and trembling; the whole person looks thin and helpless.
Stanley only felt his heart being hammered hard by something. He walked over, reaching out and pulled her hand, “What’s the matter that made you cry here?”
Isobel seemed to have not heard what he said, and the whole person was buried inside her own hands.
Stanley had no choice but to pull her hands away.
Just as he pulled away Isobel’s hands, her eyes filled with tears went straight into his line of sight.
Stanley’s heart ached for a moment, “It’s alright. I’ll help you to get your mother back.”
Hearing his words, Isobel only moved, “He doesn’t love me; he’d rather want me to die.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t let him touch you again.”
He said and reached out tentatively, “I’ll hug you?”
Isobel didn’t say anything, and Stanley directly picked her up.
Her hand grasped his shirt, and the whole body was shaking, “At the beginning, he said he wanted me to be his mistress. I knew he only wanted me to be his mistress, so I never believed it, but later, he took me to meet his friends, he broke Kit’s hand, he fought those who coveted me, and people around us said we were a perfect match. “
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