I''m Not Pestering Your Son
"Fast?" Her normal speed was just like that. If she suddenly walked slowly as a tortoise, others may
feel it quite strange.
The high efficiency and speed that she had honed over the past few years wasn''t something that could
be changed in a short period of time.
Mallory frowned in silence, whose face darkened.
They then went to a nearby café.
Isabe waited for Mallory to sit down before pulling out a chair from the opposite side and sat down.
She folded her hands on the table and said with a nd expression, "What do you want to say, Mrs.
Miller? I have a lot of work to do this afternoon."
Mallory immediately went angry after hearing her words.
Even if she wasn''t her mother-inw now, how could she be so rude to an elder?
She was still that uneducated girl.
However, she hade here for some other thing, so she was not in the mood to argue with her. Even
though she was dissatisfied, she didn''t show it obviously.
A trace of disdain shed through Mallory''s eyes as she said, "You''re a smart person, so you should
know why I came for you today."
"Hello, what would you like to drink...?"
Mallory immediately waved her hand and reject the waiter. Staring at Isabe, she was now very
anxious, and didn''t want to be interrupted at all.
Isabe then turned to look at the waiter, politely smiling, "te with sugar, and one water, thank
you."
"Alright, please wait a moment."
"When he was in Brighton, why didn''t youe to me?" Isabe said with a smile.
Mallory frowned. She was obviously a bit impatient, "Isabe, the only thing I care about now is
whether the children in your belly belong to Christian or not. He is just like his father, a very responsible
man. But when ites to the issues regarding women, he may be a bit silly. But I''m not like him.
Just tell me, are they his children?"
Hearing this, Isabe said faintly: "He probably has told you not toe to me. Aren''t you afraid of him
getting angry? And he has also told you that they are his children, while you don''t believe it. Why you
Mallory sneered, "No matter how angry he is, I''m still his mother. I just want you to go to the hospital
with me today and do a check-up. After I make sure that they are Christian''s children, I can satisfy all
your demands except for remarrying him.
"…"
Satisfy all her demands?
Isabe suddenly wanted tough, as she felt like in a drama show now. But she knew that Mallory
would keep her promise.
"I don''t have time to go to the hospital right now. As for the identity of the children, if you believe in your
son, then they are surnamed Miller. If you don''t believe him, I''ll have nothing to say. Furthermore, I
don''t need anything from you." Isabe said.
"You!"
She rejected without hesitation, causing Mallory''s face to turn ugly. She started to get angry, gritting her
teeth, as she spoke in an even more unpleasant tone, "Isabe, I''m trying to be kind to you. You keep
pestering Christian, but act high and mighty in front of me. Do you still remember that I''m his mother?"
Why hadn''t she found that this woman was so hypocritical before?
The smile on Isabe''s face gradually turned cold, "Mrs. Miller, I need to emphasise that it is him who
keeps pestering me after we got divorce. You came to argue with me since he doesn''t listen to you,
right?"
"Also, my family has nothing to do with the Miller anymore. If you want to harass me, I may have to call
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the police."
"You... You, you!" Mallory was shocked by her warning. With her finger pointing at her, she was so
angry she couldn''t even say a word.
Call the police?
She even dared to call the police?
Isabe knew that she had asthma, so she stopped arguing and said, "Mrs. Miller, my colleagues
hasn''t known about my pregnancy yet. If you reveal it to them, I may lose my job, and your son will truly
be raising me in the future."
"Alright, that''s all I want to say. Goodbye."
After saying that, she nodded her head and left expressionlessly.
Mallory sat on the spot, gasping for breath, her expression gloomy, and her fingers tightly pinching the
jade bracelet on her wrist.
This d*mned girl.
She really hadn''t expected that she would lose to Isabe who didn''t even save her any face. It
seemed like her previous obedient and filial appearance was all an act.
This made Malloy even more certain that the children in her womb wasn''t Christian''s.
After leaving the café, Isabe was finally relieved. She then walked to thepany.
If Mallory really let someone drag her to the hospital by force just now, everyone in thepany may
know about her pregnancy.
At this moment, she saw a familiar figure appear before her. Then she subconsciously called out, "Mr.
Braun."
Canon didn''t seem to n to meet her face to face. But he still stopped and walked over, nodding,
"Miss Jones."
"What are you doing here?"
Canon looked at the cafe in the distance.
Isabe immediately understood. He couldn''t be thinking that Mallory would do something to her, right?
"I''m fine, don''t tell him about this."
She had never seen such apetent bodyguard nowadays. How much sry did Christian give him?
Canon hesitated, "I... "
Isabe immediately threatened, "If you still want to stay by my side and take wages from him, then
listen to me, or else tomorrow I will chase you away."
Canon looked at her, "Mr. Miller hired me for a year, and he has paid all of the fees in a slum."
"…"
Isabe looked at him coldly, then left without saying a word.
...
After a few days, Christian was temporarily going on a business trip abroad and could not return to
Brighton, so he called Isabe specifically.
Although Isabe didn''t show it obviously, she was still a little disappointed when she saw that all the
students were apanied by their husbands when she went to register for the pregnancy ss on
the weekend.
Naomi curiously browsed through all the sses, teasing, "You finally have some awareness towards
being pregnant. You should have taken such ss since long ago." Isabe curled her lips in
disinterest, "I was so busy at my work. You know that."