Loveless Marriage

Chapter 98 You Can Come To Me Anytime

Christian's words actually made sense, and Isabella was afraid that they may be embarrassed seeing

each other, but she was still a bit worried about her mother. However, Christian didn't give her much

time to think about it. He quickly took her go through the security check, then directly stuffed her into

the plane. When she went back to her senses, she was even fastened her seat belt.

"Christian Miller, you!"

"Stop messing around. You must have a lot of things to do back there. Use the time now to have a

rest." He pulled his coat over her.

After they returned, he definitely couldn't accompany her all time like they were now. Even if he wanted

to help, he had to consider her face in front of other people.

Isabella was stunned by his sudden action for a few seconds, but she wasn't that overreacted as

before. She leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes.

She now wasn't in the mood to argue with him about the same topic.

Quietly staring at her for a while, Christian then shifted his gaze away.

After an unknown period of time, Isabella suddenly opened her eyes. She looked at the man beside

him, asking, "You left all of a sudden. How about your company? Haven't you left any instructions?"

Before they got divorce, he would only return home once a week according to the agreement. Normally,

not to mention seeing him, he rarely picked up her calls in time, even if he would called her back. At

that time, she was always very upset, thinking that he didn't care about her or respect their marriage.

But after knowing his identity and seeing his company today, she had understood that perhaps he was

really busy, and not as heartless as she had thought.

Besides, he rarely answered the phone every time he was home. Even if he didn't talk much, he never

talked about his work. Now when she considered about it, it was not that he hadn't took her seriously, All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

but she hadn't put herself in his shoes.

Christian raised his head from a magazine and smiled, "I will let Steven arrange everything well. As for

the important issues, I'll take care of them when I get back."

That smile was so handsome and enchanting that Isabella fell into a trance for a moment. She shifted

her gaze away and said: "Actually... You don't have to. As you've said, we don't owe each other

anything after the divorce, and we didn't even have any common property back then. So now you really

don't need to spend so much time or energy helping me deal with these matters. As long as you don't

contact me again, your mom naturally won't make me any trouble.“

This was the man that she had loved for a long time. She didn't regret that she'd signed the agreement

before they got married, nor did she want herself to regret the divorce. However, as her feeling for him

was gradually rekindled, and she began to realise his moods and emotions, she found that she fell for

him even more.

Christian's gaze dimmed, but his tone remained the same, "Who said that we don't have any common

property... Although it's a bit late now, but we can have in future."

"…"

Isabella frowned: "Can't you be more serious?"

"I'm not serious enough?" He teased.

Isabella was a bit moved by his words. She then suddenly looked him straight in the eye, "You said in

the agreement that you didn't want children within four years, why are you..."

Why is he caring so much about the two babies now?

She might not be able to ask that before, but now she was not afraid to ask anything. After all, she had

already divorced with him.

Looking at her for a while before closing the magazine in his hand, Christian then answered, "At that

time, my father was sick, and Polygon that I just taken over was in a crisis as well. I didn't whether I

could save the situation, and all I could do was to put myself into working, thus I added it to the contract

when we were forced to get married."

"You're also struggling with your working back then. Since you didn't have the time either, why should

we have a child and let him suffer? That was the first thing came to my mind, but I also admit that I

didn't want a baby with you at that time."

He had put all his mind on work. So How much time would he think of a woman that he was forced to

marry with?

This was the first time Isabella heard him talk about so much about his own story. She was touched

and understood him better, but his last sentence still hurt her.

He thought she was forced to marry him as well, and they were both willing to sign the agreement. But

he didn't know how much effort she'd put into begging her father to marry him, and he didn't know that

she was the one who forced him to get married either. She was rather unwilling to sign it.

Nevertheless, there was no point in saying these now. Perhaps he would even blame her. Otherwise,

this would not have led to the current tragedy.

Suppressing the piercing pain in her heart, she said, "Do you even think I wanna a baby with you?"

Who knew that he suddenly said in a lower voice: "I know you don't want to, so the pain you're feeling

right now is what I owe you. They are also my children, so what I did for you was paying you back. You

don't have to be guilty."

" …"

Isabella went silent. He however had calculated it clearly.

But she was the one who decided to keep the children. If he really didn't want them at the very

beginning, she deserved to suffer.

However, Christian continued to explain in a serious tone: "so, if you have any issues in the future, just

come to me directly. Don't owe Luke any favour from now on."

"…"

Isabella stared straight at him, "That is what you really want to say, right?"

However, she agreed with his logic.

As for Luke, she had planned to make things clear after she went back to Brighton.

Christian leaned back and said lazily, "Since you've seen it was the main point, then I was right. You

don't seem to like him that much, so is he. Since you've been out of a trouble, why do you jump into

another one? He's not someone suitable for you."

Isabella then self-mocked: "I'm clear whether he is or not. I don't have a good eyesight, which caused

my negative encounters. But Luke isn't a bad person.;

Then she mocked him, "Also, Since you are so eloquent, I wouldn't have married you if you told me

these."

With that, she put her coat over her face irritably and said, "I'm sleeping. Don't bother me again."

It was his coat, which still had his aura. It was as though she was held in his arms, making her feel a

sense of nostalgia from the bottom of her heart.