Their Bundle Of Joy

Chapter 7 Heartbeat Racing

“Isabel…” Henry’s eyes darkened, he seemed a bit moved.

“Thank you for sheltering me and raising me all these years. Today, I’m marrying Robert, which is to

repay you, in a way. Once I leave this door, other than my mom’s belongings, we’re through, it’s over

between us.”

After she finished speaking, Isabel walked out escorted by two women.

She didn’t know how beautiful she appeared in a wedding dress; she looked just like a princess from a

fairy tale.

As he looked at her, Henry seemed to see a past trace of Cherish in her. He sighed, “Isabel, take good

care of yourself.”

Isabel paused for just a slight second, then walked down the stairs.

Robert greeted her, "Isabel." The moment he saw Isabel, Robert's eyes widened.

It was only fifty million; that small amount was completely worth it.

Even with just light makeup, Isabel’s beauty was beyond words to describe.

He stretched out his hand, "Isabel..."

Isabel ignored it completely and walked by; she passed the Whites’ villa entrance, to where a red

Maserati wedding car awaited.

Two women followed her and sat in.

Robert immediately sat next to her.

He looked at her with obsessively; he couldn’t wait until it was nightfall. Once they entered the

bedroom, Isabel would belong to him.

This time, this woman won’t be getting away.

Miah said: As long as he kept an eye on her, it would be impossible for Isabel could get away,

especially after she is drugged.

Isabel looked out of the car window; she wanted to scream for help, but the car’s soundproofing was

too sturdy.

In the co-passenger seat, the best man felt more like a bodyguard.

A bodyguard who kept an eye on her.

The only opportunity to escape would have to be at the wedding itself.

"Isabel, rest assured, I’ll treat you well; I promise you will not regret marrying me. Starting from

tomorrow, no, from today, whatever you say, I’ll do it. You will become my wife."

Isabel simply closed her eyes to rest, indifferent to what Robert said.

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Fortunately, the Maserati quickly arrived at the hotel where the wedding was to be held.

Isabel narrowed her eyes slightly.

Was it just a coincidence?

In her mind, Robert was nowhere comparable to Adam, but Isabel did not expect that, besides having

given her a team of Maserati wedding cars, Robert also chose to host the wedding in T City’s most

famous hotel, Mandarin Hotel.

"What floor?" She asked nonchalantly, but her heart was pounding.

This was because Adam's wedding was on the eighth floor; she saw it on TV.

"The sixth floor; I originally wanted the eighth floor, but it was booked a long time ago. Anyhow, I think

the sixth floor is better. Six is a lucky number, doesn't it?" Robert smiled flatteringly. The more he

looked at Isabel, the more he was awed by her beauty, which made this whole marriage worthwhile.

He was a 40-year-old man getting married a second time to a beauty like Isabel, who was still a college

student of T University; no matter where he brought her in the future, he will surely glow with pride.

Isabel nodded; her heart was racing even faster. She watched as Robert reached his hand over to her;

though she felt it was greasy and disgusting, she obediently took it.

“I’ve thought it through; I can’t escape anyway, so I must accept my fate. But Robert, if you dare

mistreat me after this wedding, I will make your life miserable.”

“My sweet angel, I can’t even wait to hold you in my arms; don't worry, I will treat you right." Robert

stroked Isabel's hand, the only thing on his mind was what will ensue in the evening.

Isabel waited for the car door to open, then shook off her goosebumps and withdrew her little hand.

The Maserati convoy began to fill into the hotel’s reserved parking.

Twenty Maseratis, even on a normal day, looked absolutely magnificent and high-end.

However, Isabel was dumbfounded as she glanced across the parking lot and spotted an innumerable

number of Bentleys.

Adam must really love his new wife.

At a glance, there must have been over one hundred Bentleys.

Extravagant.

She swallowed again and again; how she wished she could switch places with Adam’s bride, then she

would definitely not think about running away from the wedding.

There were a ton of people gathered in front of the hotel.

A huge audience was exactly what Isabel wanted. Even if she couldn’t escape, at least Robert wouldn’t

dare do anything to her before so many people.

She may be weak, but she could speak.

Isabel followed Robert; as they passed by a live video camera, which was definitely on the scene to

record Adam’s wedding, she rushed up to the camera.

The wedding veil was like a layer of mist that hid the tiny face which sometimes shone through, and the

white long skirt made Isabel appear like an angel who accidentally fell down to Earth.

"I am pregnant with Adam Howard's child; if he doesn’t take responsibility, I will call the police."

Isabel spoke in a steady voice and solemn expression, even though Robert stood right beside her and

she was in a wedding dress.

But to others, it sounded true.

It was probably true, anyway. Although she hasn't checked, her menstrual cycle was late.

She might really be pregnant with Adam’s child. Just the thought of this excited Isabel.

Robert's face changed instantly, and he hurriedly said, "Isabel, don't talk nonsense; you are my bride,

and Adam's bride is someone else."

"I’m not talking nonsense; I am pregnant with Adam's child." Isabel was not afraid to cause chaos, not

at all.

How else would she escape this wedding to Robert; once she reached the sixth floor, full of Robert’s

people, then she would be at his whim and call.

The cameraman who was broadcasting hurriedly switched cameras, but it was too late to stop the

uproar.

This sudden insert was too dramatic and out of the blue.

Everyone knew that there were two weddings today on different floors of the Mandarin Hotel, so that

they won’t affect each other.

But just now, the bride from the sixth floor said she was pregnant with the bridegroom's child from the

eighth floor...

Meanwhile, on the eighth floor.

The bride just happened to see the live video feed from the hotel entrance, "Adam, what’s that about?"

With this controversy, there was no telling whether the marriage would proceed.

Adam was speechless.

To be honest, the bride on the live broadcast was comparable to the bride next to him. She looked

good, and she looked classy.

But what she did was not classy at all.

It was mayhem; was she out to cause him chaos?

The only one he impregnated recently was the bride next to him. His head ached whenever he thought

of his father who wanted to have a grandson. He pulled out his cell and ask, “Brother, are you here

yet?"

Aiden’s car pulled to a stop right in front of the hotel gates.

He rarely appeared in public.

But today was the wedding day of his younger brother, so he must attend.

"I’m here; you get married, I’ll deal with that woman." He also saw the video feed in the car.