Chapter 151 Useless Politeness


    "You haven''t eaten anything since you came homest night? It would be weird if you are not having a


    stomachache after drinking that much." Isabe passed the water to him, her fair and charming face


    showing a solemn look, "There''s nothing at home. Have some water first. I''ll buy you foodter."


    Minh took the water and bit his lower lip guiltily. "Miss Jones, thank you so much. but I n to return to


    Brighton tonight."


    Isabe took a quilt from the bedroom and covered it over his body. After hearing what he''d said, her


    face turned cold, "Tonight? Don''t you dare. Have a good rest before going back. I''ll give you two more


    days of leave. "


    "Miss Jones... I... "


    "I''m your superior, and this is an order." Isabe interrupted him with a stern face.


    Canon went to throw trash and wasn''t now in his room. Minh held his cup and pouted as he muttered,


    "But you''re also pregnant."


    Isabe squinted her eyes, coldly smiling, "But I''m not like someone almost drinking to death. At least


    I’m still healthy."


    "Healthy?" Minh''s emotionless face revealed a strong suspicion. He nced at her forehead, "You


    either fainted from fever, or fell so hard that you still have a wound on your face. I think you''re even


    better than me."


    "…"


    Isabe frowned, feeling a little upset. But seeing that he was now ufortable, she didn''t continue


    to argue with him.


    A few secondster, she started to look around the apartment.


    Looking at her slender figure, Minh lowered his head to drink some water. He covered the peculiar


    emotions in his eyes and pretended to ask casually: "Miss Jones, why did youe to Liverpool? You


    didn''t tell me yesterday."


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    Isabe stared at the photo on the wall and replied: "It was a temporary trip. Someone wants me to visit


    a friend who has already passed away."


    Behind her, Minhughed in a low voice, "Looks like there''s some fate between us, Miss Jones. Same


    time, same location. And we are visiting some dead friends."


    Startled, Isabe slowly turned her head to look at him. With his head lowered down, no one could see


    his expression clearly, but hisughter made her feel a bit ufortable.


    Being silent for a few seconds, Isabe then looked back at the photo, asking softly: "Is this your


    mother?"


    No one answered her.


    Isabe continued: "Beautiful."


    It was no ttery. Even though the woman on photo was in her middle age, her temperament was


    gentle and her facial features were still delicate.


    "Is that so? Maybe I''ve stayed with my mom since I was young, so I didn''t feel anything special about


    her look." Minh''s pitch-ck eyes stared straight up at the front. It was unknown if he was staring at


    Isabe or the photo, but the hatred in his eyes seemed to faintly suffer and struggle.


    At the moment, there was a knock on the door, which was probably Canon. So Isabe stopped


    thinking and went to open the door.


    Minh put down the cup. His handsome face had already regained its calm. There was nothing else


    other than his pale and weak look.


    "I bought something from a nearby grocery. You probably need it." Canon put down the things in the


    living room.


    Isabe was overjoyed, "Thanks, Mr. Braun. I will give you the moneyter."


    Without saying anything, Canon put the things down and stood at the side.


    Isabe still wanted to say something, but thinking of his personality, she immediately shut her mouth.


    He was a bodyguard hired by Christian, so he naturally wouldn''t listen to her, and her politeness was


    only useless.


    Isabe took the things to the kitchen. Lying on the sofa, Minh turned to look at Canon.