Let''s Go Home
Meanwhile, in the office building opposite the street, Steven quickly knocked on the Executive Office''s
door.
The man who was working seriously didn''t even raise his head and just said, "Come in."
Steven pushed open the door, looked at the man, and maintained his calm tone, "Sir, the false news
about Miss Jones is spreading online this morning. Benton Technology suspended her from work, and I
just saw her sitting alone downstairs."
Hearing the news about Isabe, the man immediately raised her head. As he heard further, he
narrowed his eyes and his expression darkened, "Is she still downstairs now?"
Without waiting for Steven''s reply, he quickly got up and walked out.
"Sir…"
Steven still wanted to stop him, but he had already walked far away.
He still hadn''t told him that Miss Jones''s suspension was just because of him. If he went over now,
wouldn''t that confirm the gossiping even more?
Isabe''s tiny body was still seated on the stairs, deep in thought, her two eyes zed over as she
looked forward. From the surface, she looked like an unemployed person who had just been fired from
a loss.
Christian walked over quickly. Seeing his from afar, he immediately felt pained, ignored the people
around him who were watching him, came over and squatted down, "Isabe."
"…"
Isabe looked at the man in front of him who seemed to have suddenly appeared out of nowhere. She
was stunned for a moment, and thought that she had some illusion. Then she casually waved her
hand, but was cut off by the man halfway.
Feeling the warmth that was different from before, Isabe finally woke up. She stared with wide eyes,
"Christian?"
"Yes." The man tenderly caressed her little face and asked in a low voice, "What''s wrong?"
Isabe was instantly immersed in that kind of gentleness. Looking at him, she suddenly thought of
some lines from a movie or TV drama, and said it out loud as well, "I''m unemployed."
Coupled with his dazed expression and his faintly aggrieved tone, it was indescribably pitiful.
A few secondster, while Isabe was still waiting for him to say "I''ll raise you", the man lightly said,
"Okay, then let''s go home."
Isabe was startled. His eyes suddenly became clear, blinked his eyes, and pursed her lips. "Another
one mocked me."
She was already unemployed. If she didn''t go home, would she wander the streets?
Her mood was terrible. She watched as the manpletely ignored her surroundings as if he just
wanted to findfort.
The man was helpless. Seeing that she seemed to have lost her wits, he knew that he wouldn''t listen to
anything. He stood up and bent over to pick her up. He said gently, "Let''s go home."
Her fingers were slightly cold and her body was stiff. She did not need to think to guess at what kind of
battle she had just experienced.
The man''s arms tightened around her, pulling her deeper into his embrace.
Isabe''s eyes spun, she was startled, and her head became more clear—headed from the wind, only
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then did she realize that she was still downstairs at herpany. Her face changed, and anxiously
used her hand to push him away, "Christian, what are you doing, quickly put me down."
"Be more honest, I''ll take you home." The man held her tightly as he looked at his feet. He then slowly
walked down the flight of stairs. His 1.8m tall figure made the woman in his embrace look a little cute.
"You quickly put me down, I can go back myself!" Isabe was about to cry from his anger while using
the box to cover her face, shemanded in a low voice.
She hadn''t exined the photos clearly in the morning, let alone what was happening now in public.
"You look like you''re half dead. I''m really afraid that you''ll be hit by a car before you even get to the
road." Christian coldly nced down at her before continuing to walk forward.
Isabe speechlessly held her forehead, her eyes looking over his broad shoulder at Benton
Technology behind him, and said with a tone of helplessness, "Now it''s even harder to exin."
Upon hearing that, the man squinted his eyes. As he walked, he lightly said to thebial margin, "Then
don''t."
"…"
The man carried her gently into the car and personally fastened her seat belt. Then, he sat in the
driver''s seat, reverse it and drove away from thepany.
Isabe looked at the box in the backseat through the rearview mirror, her expression gradually
calming down, expressionlessly staring ahead.
While waiting for the red light, Christian turned his head and looked at her for a few seconds, saying
and asking nothing.
He didn''t even know why she had lost her job. Logically speaking, on the first day she came back from
London, she brought along Fantasy with her. Even if Mr. Smith didn''t praise her, he shouldn''t have
kicked her.
When the car arrived at Scenery Bay, the man didn''t send her back to the Lu family''s apartment, but
picked her up and carried her back to his ce.
At first, Isabe still struggled a little, but she was not in the mood to argue with him, so she just
allowed to carry her into the room.
On the bed in the bedroom, he bent down to put her down. He lifted her hair and said gently, "Rest for a
while. I''ll go get some water for you."
Isabe pushed him aside and sat up, then said indifferently, "Christian, I''m unemployed but not sick.
There''s no need for you to be like this."
"It''s all physical and mental injuries, is there any difference?"
"…" Was this man trying tofort him, or was he trying to sprinkle salt on his wounds?
The man patted her head, then turned around and left for the living room. After about ten seconds, he
returned with a cup of water and ced it in her hand. "Drink it up. As for whether you want to tell me
to settle this yourself, that''s your choice."
At that moment, the phone in his pocket vibrated.
"Take a rest, I''ll get a call." He took out his cell phone, turned around, and walked out onto the balcony.
Isabe sat on the bed and nced at his figure with the ss in her hand.
After Christian answered the call, he returned to his bedroom and saw that the She was lying on the
nket in a Union Jack shape with her eyes closed.