Chapter 91 I Don''t Owe You
On the contrary, he owed her a lot. If she didn''t have the two babies, she might already have had a new
life, and she didn''t have to work so hard.
Better for the babies?
Isabe''s heart turned cold bit by bit, whose fingers under the quilt tightly gripped the sheet. After
staring at him for a few seconds, she turned to look out the window, snorting, "Of course I don''t owe
you, and I didn''t avoid me. But you are indeed like a pestering me. I really think you should find another
girl and let her bear your child, or you''ll always be like this."
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Christian''s handsome face slowly tensed up, a cold glint shed past his eyes, "You don''t need to
worry about whether or not I would let other girls bear my child. But before the babies in your belly are
born, I will always be like this. No matter how annoyed you are, bear it."
"You!" Isabe was choked at his words.
Knowing she wasn''t feeling well, Christian didn''t argue with her. He just tucked the quilt back in with an
indifferent expression. Pinching her cheek, he said gently, "Rest. I''ll talk to the doctor."
"..."
After he left, Isabe stared at the ceiling for while, and then fell asleep again.
...
In the afternoon, when John and Minh arrived hospital, they found Isabe was arguing with Christian
about when she would be discharged.
She thought that she had been recovered after resting a day, except that she was still a bit weak. It was
not some serious illness, and she could do anything normally now. Since pregnant women couldn''t take
medicine, so she''d better rest at home than in hospital.
Besides, she was still on a business trip, and she nned to returned to Brighton tomorrow morning.
How could she exin it to her superior that she needed to stay in hospital only because she was
having a fever.
However, Christian didn''t listen to her at all. He left after just coldly saying something.
"Miss Jones, how about stay here for another day? I will go back with Minh first." John suggested when
he saw Isabe still look very weak.
Minh, who sat on the chair by the bed, also smiled, "Since Mr. Miller is here, we would have nothing to
do."
Isabe immediately gave him an cold stare, "Do you think everyone is free as you? I''m not crippled, so
why can''t I go back with you guys? Also, the prices here are double than that of Brighton. Will you
"..."
Minhpletely didn''t what to reply. Since John was also present, he couldn''t mention her pregnancy
as well.
Right at that moment, Christian went back and expressionlessly threw his phone to her, "it''s a call from
your Mr. Smith."
Isabe, "..."
With her two assistants sitting by her side, Isabe didn''t know what attitude she should use towards
treat him.
Gritting her teeth, she forced a smile and picked up the phone, "Mr. Smith
"Ah, Isabe. Mr. Smith told me that you were sick over there. Are you feeling better now?"
Isabe tried her best to stay m, replying, "I''m okay now. I''ll be back topany tomorrow."
"Uh, take your time. Mr. Miller told me that he wanted you to help him solve some issues of his
make a report when you''re back, okay?“
"..."
As he was speaking, Isabe''s face turned ugly though she tried her best to endure her anger, "Mr.
Smith."
Before she could reply, Mr. Smith quickly interrupted her, "Oh one more thing, let John and Minh return
first. That''s it, I''m in a conference right now...See you!"
"Mr. S..."
All of the words were stuck in her throat. Isabe tightly held onto her phone and took a deep breath.
She was too angry that her vision almost turned ck.
From Mr. Smith''s reaction, it was obvious that he had saw through something that he immediately hung
up, afraid that she may ask him further. "Miss Jones, what did Mr. Smith say?" John asked
curiously. Minh thenughed, "I think he has just assigned new mission for her to stay here longer. And
we will be leaving first."