Chapter 140 All Women Are Into Such Scene


    Isabe''s beautiful face immediately turned purple. She didn''t even know whether tough or get angry.


    Did he have to be so unromantic?


    Sheughed coldly, "You really know how to copy blindly. Why didn''t you ask your Adrian for advice in


    advance? To have someone bring me flowers in working hours, do you want me to be gossiped by


    everyone in thepany tomorrow? "


    Previously, Shawn''s behaviour had already made her feel repulsed. But he was her client, so she


    naturally wouldn''t say anything.


    "He said women are all into such romantic scene."


    "…"


    Isabe choked once again and gritted her teeth in hatred. Did he really asked Adrian about that?


    "Then you can send it to any other women. Don’t bother me. I still need to work."


    Hanging up her phone, Isabe bit her lips angrily.


    In a few seconds, Christian called again. This time, Isabe directly pressed the ''decline'' button.


    He didn''t call back after that.


    At night before they left work, Minh came in her office and handed her a written request for leave.


    ncing at him, Isabe lowered her head to sign her name and pretended to casually asked: "Where


    N?velDrama.Org ? 2024.


    do you live now?"


    She only sent him to an intersectionst time but didn''t ask where he exactly lived.


    Originally, she had no right to interfere in such private matters as his superior. However, since he''d


    voluntarily told her about his story, she could ask him as a normal friend and concern about him.


    Minhughed as usual: "What, do you want to send me back, Miss Jones?"


    Isabe raised her eyebrows. Then she nodded and didn''t seem to be joking, "Sure, wait a minute."


    Minh was startled a bit, but quickly smiled: "I was just joking. I need to go somewhere else first and it


    won''t be convenient for you to send there."


    "It''s getting sote. Where are you going?" Isabe blurted out those words, but she quickly felt it may


    be a little inappropriate and unnaturally turned her gaze away.


    Minh suddenlyughed out loud, and his handsome face revealed some vitality, "Isabe, you can''t be


    thinking that I''m gonna do some stupid things, can you?"


    Isabe''s expression froze. Sheughed dryly: "Err … No, I''m just asking. If it''s out of your way, then


    it''s fine. Go home early and don''t stay outside toote."


    Minh gave her a deep look and smiled warmly, "Sure."


    ...


    When Isabe went out her office, Minh had already left. With a heave heart, she bumped into Luke


    downstairs herpany.


    Being a little startled, she then smiled, "Luke, why are you here?"


    They hadn''t seen each other for a few days. Every time he wanted to see her, she rejected, as she


    hadn''t known how to make things and her feelings clear to him.


    "I came to see you." Luke smiled warmly as usual, as if he could calm down everything.


    Just as Isabe was about to reply, someone suddenly came out from behind him. He looked at Luke


    curiously and whispered: "Miss Jones, this should the man who sent you flowers at noon, shouldn''t


    he?"


    Although his voice was quite low, everyone present could still hear him.


    Luke nced at her, without any change on his face.


    Isabe was embarrassed. She immediately exined to that person, "No, that was just a gift from my


    client. And this is a friend of mine, Luke Allen."


    Then, she turned to Luke in embarrassment, "Luke, this is Tim from my department."


    The man nodded, "Hello, Tim."


    Looking at them, Tim immediately realised he had said something wrong. His face turned pale and


    apologised in panic, "Sorry, Mr. Allen, I was just joking. Umm...I''ll leave now, goodbye."


    "Goodbye."


    Seeing Tim walk away, Isabe changed the topic and asked, "Where''s Rachel? Isn''t she with you?"


    "She is now a bit tired after ying around for long this afternoon. She has already fell asleep in the


    car."


    Isabe walked towards his car and saw the little girl who was sleeping in the backseat. she then asked


    in confusion, "What did you do today?"


    Luke put his hand on the roof of the car, saying in a heavy but still gentle tone, "I got to know another


    child psychologist, and we spent all day at the clinic."


    Isabe asked worriedly, "Does it work?"


    Luke was silent for a few seconds, then slowly shook his head. "The doctor tried tomunicate with


    her, but she seemingly couldn''t hear him. She was okay when I was with her, but as soon as I left she


    would cry. All were as before."


    Looking at Rachel, her heart ached and she silently shook her head, "No, I believe there is still some


    way. As long as we don''t give up and take it slow, she''ll be fine."


    Such a little girl with such a severe autism. It was as if she was living in a silent world. Anyone seeing


    her would feel heartache.


    She didn''t know how her children would be in the future, but she would never want to see anything like


    this happen to them.


    Hearing she said the word "we", a trace of light shed past Luke''s sad eyes. He looked at them


    warmly as he gently said, "That''s right, I won''t give up. I''ll definitely cure her."


    Seeing his gentle expression, Isabe hurriedly shifted her gaze away andughed: "Luke, we can''t


    always stand here. I''ll get my car and let''s find a ce for dinner."


    Luke nodded. "Sure."


    After Isabe turned around, the expression on her face gradually froze and she slowly tightened her


    grip on the car key.


    They then arrived at a French restaurant.


    "Rachel,e here." Isabe waved at her after she woke up.


    The little girl smiled. Her pink lips were quite tender, making her look very cute.


    Isabe then lowered her head to pinch Rachel''s face and gently smiled, "Have you been a good girl


    recently?"


    The little girl blinked her crystal eyes and nodded.


    "Then have you made your dad angry?"


    Rachel hesitated for a second, then shook her head slowly.


    Isabe happily touched her hair and praised: "Good girl, I will teach you how to writeter on, okay?"


    The little girl looked up at her, blinked her eyes, and nodded.


    Luke sat opposite them, gently watching their interaction with a smile.


    They ate very slowly. Isabe carefully fed Rachel all time.


    She truly pitied this girl no matter what happened with the adults. At the end of the meal, Luke put down


    his fork, wiped his mouth, and looked at her: "Isabe...Are you trying to avoid me recently? "