Never Thought I Would Come Back Again


    "Too big." Isabe stuttered, her expression revealing something extremely awkward.


    Christian looked around, and said with a unknown smile, "it’s you who took away all your clothes."


    Isabe frowned, "I never thought that I woulde back again."


    The expression on Christian''s face slowly faded as he stared at her with his deep eyes as if he was


    reflecting on her words.


    Yes, she was straightforward when she first arrived with the divorce agreement. Indeed, she had no


    intention of returning.


    His words were a little too heavy, Isabe thought that he had gotten angry again.


    She hadn''t thought that she woulde back again. Their marriage hade to an end and she didn''t


    dare to hope for anything more, but who would have expected that life to be so unexpected?


    The atmosphere was so quiet that it made people panic. Isabe lowered her head and said softly,


    "Don''t we have a dryer at home? Help me dry it."


    Christian finally moved his gaze when he saw her, withdrew his gaze, and said indifferently, "It needs


    quite a long time. Don''t you want to go back to for dinner?"


    "I''m not hungry. I''m in a hurry to get dressed." Isabe frowned and stared at him, her wet ck eyes


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    revealed a sense of grievance, as though if he did not want to go, she would cry for him to see.


    Her face waspletely disgraced in front of him.


    Christian looked at her again and didn''t say another word. He turned around, silently took the clothes


    she had washed inside and stuffed it into the dryer.


    After setting the time, he lowered his head and stared at the dryer. His eyes suddenly narrowed.


    It would take at least an hour or two for some clothes to dry. Even if he cooked, she wouldn''t get out of


    bed to eat for so long. Did he have to hold back his desire for that long...?


    Isabe holed up in the bedroom and waited. If she knew the man''s thoughts outside, she would


    probably jump off the bed immediately and lock the bedroom door.


    A well—dressed beast was probably thebel that Christian had in his heart.


    Two hours was a long time, but Christian wouldn''t go down to buy clothes for her, because he couldn''t


    see her … It was often more burning than patience.


    "Christian!"


    Hearing the woman''s shout, the man pulled himself back from his thoughts and slowly walked over.


    Leaning against the door, he tilted his head to look at her. "What''s wrong?"


    Isabe frowned, her expression serious. "Did your mother know that you will recently work in


    Brighton?"


    She suddenly thought of this question.


    If his mother found out, she would think it was rted to her and would inevitablye looking for


    trouble. She had no interest in arguing with an olddy and wanted to have some peace.


    "Yeah, I just found out today." Christian replied casually.


    Today?


    Isabe frowned even more.


    It looked like his mom had also seen those online articles. This time, she probably felt even more


    dissatisfied with him.


    "She didn''t quarrel with you?" Looking at how he came back on time tonight, it didn''t seem like he had


    quarreled with his mother at all.


    "She did." He sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled the quilt off her head.


    Isabe was startled and looked towards the calm man.


    She don''t even need to think about why…"She''s your mom, you don''t have to argue with her."


    She understood Mrs. Christian''s temperament. She had some good face and some power, but this man


    was cold and unyielding. She would never change her mind.


    "Even if she''s my mother, I still have to be reasonable. I won''t argue with her, but there are some things


    I can''t just let her interfere in." Christian calmly stated.


    Isabe stared at him for a few seconds, her eyes did not show any emotion, and only suddenly


    what you do, she won''t hurt you. If you disobey her for me, aren''t you afraid of regretting it in the


    future? "


    Christian''s handsome face was expressionless as he reached out to pinch her jaw, "It''s not for who, I''m


    her son, not her pet. Some things don''t need her to worry about, it''s just too much. It has nothing to do


    with injury or no harm."


    Isabe was slightly choked up.


    What was she trying to say? He didn''t need her to persuade him. He was always the most rational.


    What he wanted, he didn''t need. He was very clear about everything.


    However, she didn''t seem to be nning on letting her go. She tilted her head and said, "If she hurts


    me, what will you do?"


    Since his son couldn''t control him, he would naturally find a soft persimmon to bully him.


    He gently caressed her face. With a faint smile, he said, "If you were my woman, I would naturally have


    it easy. But if you had nothing to do with me, then why would I bother to do that?"


    "…" Isabe choked on her words.


    This damned man had tricked her again. The meaning behind his words was that if she wanted the


    answer, she had to admit her rtionship with him.


    To be honest, she did have the intention to probe him out, but this man was simply too shrewd and


    didn''t even give her a chance.


    Isabe pursed her lips, cast him a sidelong nce, and suddenly pulled up her nket to cover her


    head, not wanting to see him.


    Christian''s brows twitched, his lips lifted into a sexy smile, he patted her head lightly across the nket


    and got up, then walked out.


    Christian finished cooking while Isabe''s clothes were dry.


    After changing his clothes, Isabe looked at the time, picked up his luggage and was about to leave,


    "It''s gettingte, I''ll be going home first."


    He had only taken two steps when the man wrapped his arm around his waist.


    Christian frowned, his voice bing slightly gloomy, "Isabe, I endured for so long, and it was


    precisely to let you leave like this?"


    Isabe bit her lips, "It''s toote. If I don''t go back, my mother will worry."


    Christian released her and took down the box in her arms with one hand, then held her hand and


    walked towards the dining hall, "Go back after eating dinner, I''ve already called your mom already."


    Isabe was startled before she could react, she was already dragged to the dining hall, looking at the


    dishes in front of her, she stared at him, "When did you call my mother?"


    If she had known he had called, she would have asked her mother to bring the clothes over, and she


    would not have waited until now.


    "Just now." Christian ced the cutlery in front of her, pulled out the chair behind her, and ced a


    pillow behind her, gently helping her sit down. "If you''re worried, you can call it again."


    "…"


    Isabe pursed her lips and red at him.


    She didn''t want to call. If he lied to her, then this phone call would get things exposed.


    After scooping up a bowl of soup and cing it in front of her, Christian felt helpless, and could only


    shift the topic, "How do you n to exin the suspension to them?"