Chapter 122


    Izabe didn''t say anything, she didn''t even want to look in Brett''s direction.


    "Izabe, didn''t you beg me to apany you to all kinds of ces in the past?"


    "You said, that was in the past."


    In the past, Izabe was head over heels for Brett. She thought marrying him was like hitting the


    jackpot and wanted to show him off at every opportunity.


    When Izabe said that, she thought Brett would get angry. To her surprise, he stared at her with an


    indescribable look and suddenly smiled gently, "There''s a bidding event next week, go with me."


    He firmly ordered, directly suppressing her resistance through his actions.


    Izabe nced sideways at Brett, seeing a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.


    After getting out of the car, Brett tightly held Izabe''s hand, smiled appropriately, and he seemed


    much more gentle and approachable in the sunshine.


    Izabe struggled a couple of times but couldn''t get away, what she didn''t know was that from an


    outsider''s perspective, the two seemed like a loving couple having a small fight.


    Although Izabe tried concealing her true purpose toe here, Brett was sure she had


    something she was hiding from him.


    Upon hearing the car park, the head of the orphanage rushed out to see who it was. Seeing it was


    Izabe, she quickly called over the children from the orphanage.


    A bunch of children quickly surrounded them, politely calling "Izabe."


    "I brought some cake for you guys. You can take it and share it." She had bought plenty so


    everyone could have enough to eat.


    The children were too shy to take it, so the head of the orphanage took it and divided it among


    them.


    The head of the orphanage looked at the man next to Izabe, realizing that the two of them must


    have a significant rtionship since they were carrying suchrge bags and holding hands.


    "Ms. Salotti, this gentleman...?" the head asked tentatively.


    With a gentle smile on his face, Brett stood next to Izabe like a loving husband. "I''m her


    husband."


    "Hello, and wee."


    Brett looked at the woman in her forties in front of him, satisfied. At first, he thought the head would


    be a young man.


    Now there was nothing for him to worry about, after all, what harm could a woman and a group of


    children cause him?


    Izabe squatted down to distribute the cake from the bag while sneaking nces at her


    surroundings, but she didn''t see Ryker.


    Although Brett had put on his nice face, his natural deterrent made it difficult for people to approach


    him, he seemed out of ce in front of the children.


    The head of the orphanage nced at Brett several times, seeing that his eyes were closely


    following Izabe.


    It seemed that the rumor was wrong, saying that Brett didn''t love Izabe and that their rtionship


    was strained, she didn''t think so after meeting them today.


    If Brett didn''t love Izabe, why would he keep staring at her?


    The head shook her head secretly, thinking that Ryker would be quite upset seeing this scene, after


    all, he had been waiting for Izabe restlessly for more than a month.


    Some children were ying in the yard and hadn''te over, so the rest of the cakes would be


    distributed at lunchtime.


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    "Mr. Windham, have you eaten?"


    It wasn''t quite ten o''clock, so she was asking about breakfast. Brett replied coldly, "We ate before


    coming here."


    "It''ll be lunchtime soon, I''ll start preparing the meal. You and Ms. Salotti should stay here and eat


    with us today."


    Brett frowned. He wasn''t used to dealing with children and he didn''t even like them that much, but if


    it were children he and Izabe had together, he probably wouldn''t dislike them.


    Brett wanted to refuse but when he saw Izabe bent down to listen to the children''s words, he


    swallowed down his refusal.


    "We''ll see."


    This seemed like an agreement, right? It was the head''s first time dealing with Brett, and although


    she understood children''s minds, she couldn''t figure out his thoughts.


    Ryker was the cook at the orphanage, and the head paid him sry every month.


    Brett initially thought there were no other men here, but as soon as he entered the hall, he saw


    Ryker wearing an apron.


    He furrowed his eyebrows, eyes filled with caution. He suspected that Izabe had something to do


    with this man and felt threatened for the first time.


    Ryker spotted Izabe in the crowd and was overjoyed, yelling, "Be!"


    Hearing this nickname, Brett frowned. It was so intimate, even he hadn''t called Izabe like that.


    Izabe watched as Ryker ran towards her, he seemed thinner than before, but he looked


    energetic, and his hair was slightly longer. He looked like a big, happy dog when he ran, his eyes


    sparkling like stars.


    "You''re finally here."


    Izabe felt a cold chill on her back, she knew without looking that it was Brett staring at her.


    She nodded, took a piece of cake from the bag, and handed it to Ryker.


    Brett''s gaze followed Izabe''s hand to the cake. She even gave him cake.


    "Who''s that guy?" He asked.


    The head of the orphanage sensed that he might have misunderstood something and quickly


    exined. "That''s Ryker, he''s an orphan too. He grew up in the orphanage since he was a child.


    When he was brought here, he had a head injury and his intelligence stayed at the age of eight.


    He''s twenty-six now, but he couldn''t live in society because of his low IQ, so he stayed at the


    orphanage to cook."