Chapter 7 Did He Give You a Hard Time?
Thinking about their three-year marriage, she felt it was like two strangers living under the same roof
who were tied up by a contract.
How had she stayed with Christian, a calm and restrained man who always drawn the line clearly with
her, for wholly three years?
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Just then, Isabe suddenly felt sharp pains in her lower abdomen. Her face turned pale, and her legs
went limp that she almost fell.
Luke quickly held her and asked worriedly when he saw her pale face: "Are you feeling sick? I’ll send
you to hospital. "
"I''m okay." Isabe struggled to stand up and said with a bitter look: “Actually, I envy you, Luke. You
can get divorced when your marriage wasn’t went well”.
"Christian and you...?" Although Luke hadn’t been back for a few years, he knew that Isabe had
married Christian. He heard that Miller’s family background was not very good either. “Did he give you
a hard time?”
Isabe shook her head and signed.
It was actually better for Christian to give her a hard time, or even tough at her sometime, but just his
cold and indifferent attitude, anding home merely once a week, making her felt that ‘home’ didn''t
exist for him.
As soon as Isabe wanted to say something, she saw a group of people walking towards her.
Those men in suits were seemingly business elites. The most front man wore an iron-gray suit with his
short ck hair was neatlybed back. He had an outstanding temperament.
Isabe then saw the slim figure by his side in a bright gray dress. Her skin was white and delicate, and
she smiled slightly.
Isabe''s body froze. She had an intuition that it must be this woman who answered the phonest
time. She must be!
At the same time, Christian, who was walking over, saw Isabe as well.
Seeing Isabe was with a man, he frowned. Just when he was about to say something, the woman
had already opened the door and gently said: "Mr. Miller, pleasee in."
Isabe thought it was indeed the woman who answered her phone, whose voice was even better in
real life.
Seeing Christian and his men pass her without saying a word, Isabe grasped her dress tightly.
She also wanted to leave in an indifferent way, but her lower abdomen suddenly ached so much. She
fell down straightly.
"Isabe?"
Hearing Luke''s urgent shout, Christian looked outside, only to found that Isabe, with a pale face, was
lying on the ground. He walked over in a rush.
"Let her go." Christian then carried Isabe and walked out of the hotel with a sullen face.
Luke almost guessed who he was, so he did not chased.
Christian carried Isabe to the emergency room in hospital.
He called Lexie to cancel the negotiation tonight while he was waiting.
After around ten minutes, the ward door opened.
The doctor asked: "Are you her husband?"
Christian nodded, "Yes."
"Take a good care of your wife. She shouldn’t drink and smoke any more."
The doctor then med, "Her uterus has some issue. If she doesn''t adjust her lifestyle and take care of
her body, she may even not be pregnantter. I have prescribed some medicine. Make sure she takes
it on time. "
"Thanks, doctor."
Even after the doctor had already left, Christian was still wondering his words. He rubbed his temples.
Due to his family, he had no choice but to marry Isabe. Naturally, he was disgusted with the marriage
and requested a prenuptial agreement. He hoped that he could get a divorce smoothly.
However, he still felt ufortable while seeing she lived such a life and suffered from illness as well.
She was, after all, just a young girl in her twenties, so he should take care of her.
Christian bought some hot porridge at the hospital''s grocery.
When he entered the ward, Isabe had just woken up, struggling to sit up.
"Don’t move." Christian walked over and put a pillow on her back to make her feelfortable. "You
told me that smoking was just for fun. When did you be addicted?"
“So he didn''t leave?