Chapter 152 Don''t Worry About Me


    Isabe took the things to the kitchen. Minh then turned his head to look at Canon. His face darkened,


    and immediately turned his gaze away.


    After a while, Isabe came out of the kitchen with two bowls of pasta. ncing around, she asked:


    "Where is he?"


    "He went out to answer a call." Minh pointed to the door.


    Isabe then brought out another bowl of noodles, passing the fork over to him and smiled: "I cooked a


    few more. Let''s eat together."


    Minh frowned slightly as he forced himself to sit up, then said in an embarrassed tone, "Miss Jones,


    sorry for troubling you."


    "Just don''t do such foolish thing next time. Fortunately, I''m here, or who knows what may happen?"


    Isabe looked at him usingly. Then she took the fork and started to stir the pasta.


    After a long while, she raised her head to look at the door.


    Minh followed her gaze and nced at Canon, then suddenly asked curiously: "Miss Jones, who is this


    sir? Why does he look so cold, like he only has one expression?"


    Isabe''s expression froze. She had a mouthful of pasta, then smiled: "just a simple friend. He came to


    with me from Brighton."


    How much expression could a bodyguard have? She''d seen him so many times, yet he always had


    that look. Maybe his job was to act cool simply. But she didn''t care, aspared to Christian, it was


    just nothing.


    Minhughed, "I thought you bring a bodyguard along, which is so cool."


    "I''m not that rich." Isabe smiled guiltily. Then she changed the topic, "There are still some in the pot.


    I''ll buy you some foodter before we leave, and you rest well at home for the next two days."


    Minh, "... I''m sorry, Miss Jones. I''ve made you so much trouble. "


    Isabe smiled and patted his shoulder, saying in a soft voice, "No worries. You helped me before, so I


    naturally won''t see you die at home."


    Minh revealed a grateful expression immediately, and said in a serious and low tone: "Then you''ll also


    need to take care of yourself in thepany. Without me, no one will help you cover your pregnancy."


    "..."


    Isabe felt his words both funny and annoying, but she still promised, "Sure, I''ll be careful."


    As Minh was the only one in Benton who knew that she was pregnant, every time she encountered


    some issues, he''d rush to her front to cover it. He indeed helped her quite a few times.


    Just then, Canon returned and interrupted their conversation.


    Isabe said with a smile: "Mr. Braun, I made some pasta, and you should eat some too. It''ll be long


    journeyter."


    Canon wanted to reject but when he saw Isabe''s gaze, and he still sat down and said, "Thank you."


    They quickly finished the dinner. Afraid that it would be toote, Isabe and Canon left after settling


    Minh down and confirming that he would be fine.        .


    It was getting dark, and the car was moving steadily on the high speed. As Isabe was so exhausted


    that almost about to fall asleep in the back sit, she was suddenly awoken by a phone call.


    She yawned, rubbed her sleepy eyes, then pressed the answer button after ncing at the note on


    screen.


    Her voice was very hoarse, "Hi."


    "Tired?" His low voice was full of concern.


    Isabezily sat up and yawned again. She then asked listlessly: "I''m okay, what''s the matter?"


    It''d been a long day, and she was now even pregnant, so of course she was exhausted. But was the


    use of telling him?


    "Canon''s told me everything." Christian said lightly.


    Being startled for a few seconds, she subconsciously looked at Canon who was driving seriously, and


    pouted: "Looks like you are not trying to protect me but to monitor me, aren''t you?"


    "Isabe, this isn''t a small thing, so you have to take it seriously." Christian said, and she could clearly


    hear the worry in his tone, "But you don''t have to panic, I''ll get to the bottom of the ident."


    Isabe turned her gaze outside the window and smiled coldly, "Mr. Miller, I''ll take care of my own


    thing. It has nothing to do with you, so stop wasting your time. Also, please send Mr. Braun back


    tomorrow, I''ll be careful."


    "No way, and I don''t want to talk about it again." Christian directly rejected her, but his voice was still


    calm, "Someone wants your life, and it''s likely rted to your father. They won''t give up so easily."


    Isabe''s face gradually turned cold and serious.


    After a while, she deliberately teased, "It may also be rted to you, Christian. There are also some


    people who know our rtionship and hate me. Even if they don''t wanna kill me, they may try to hurt


    me or get me into hospital. So it''d be better if you stay away from me."


    Although Isabe knew that Lexie dared not to cause such an ident, those people who hated


    Tristan may extort Christian if they were to know he was her ex-husband and her children''s father.


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    Hearing this, Christian sneered: "I''m not even afraid that you''ll implicate me, while you med me first.


    Can you even be more selfish, Isabe?"


    "..."


    Isabe pouted, "Man is expected to live for himself."


    "So you should hurt my heart?" Christian chuckled.


    "..."


    Why did she feel being flirted?


    Touching her flushed and burning face, she then mocked, "You''re really shameless. Does a person as


    cold and ruthless as you even have a heart?


    "Well, you have a kind heart, even ran to check out a drunk male subordinate."


    Christian''s tone was neither pleasant nor angry, but Isabe sensed something unusual.


    With her eyebrows raised high, she smiled, saying: "That''s right. I''m always a good leader who is


    concerned about my subordinates. I may even stay and look after him if I don''t need to rush home."


    "Is it that young man named Minh?"


    Isabe was startled, then slightly replied: "Yeah right."


    Christian said in a casual tone, "For a handsome young man like him, he''s probably not into a pregnant


    woman like you, and may see you as his mother at most."


    "..."


    Isabe''s pretty face instantly turned pretty. She gritted her teeth in anger and said angrily: "Well I''m


    happy that I get such a son! I don’t need you to worry about me. I''m hanging up now!"


    After that, she hung off without any hesitation. She pouted in anger as her face darkened.


    B*stard! Even if she was pregnant now, she was still a charming and pretty pregnant woman.