Isabella Weaver gently leaned her head against Harry Hunter’s shoulder: "Thank you."
"You’re still being so polite with ?"
Harry wrapped his arm around her waist: "I’m very famous now. The old man has painted as soone who dotes on his wife. Now, the internet has given a nickna. Can you guess what it is?"
Isabella was curious: "I can’t guess."
"Love Guru!"
Isabella burst out laughing on his chest. Using this term on soone as cold as him was truly incongruous!
"So now, if I’m not nice to you, let’s not even talk about whether your mom would take away, the vast number of netizens would definitely curse to death. I might have to carry this label of a devoted husband for life."
Isabella teased: "What? You don’t think carrying it for life is good? Do you want to get rid of this label?"
"I won’t get rid of it."
Harry chuckled softly: "I’m not afraid of the netizens, I’m more afraid of your mom."
Isabella was finally amused and relaxed by him.
...
Ella Weaver suddenly received an invitation from Cherry Lewis in the evening, asking her to co to the Lewis Family castle to play.
Excited and thrilled, she changed into several dresses but couldn’t find a satisfactory one.
Alexander Parker happened to walk in, and Ella, overwheld with excitent, called out to him: "Cousin, which dress do you think looks better on ?"
Alexander seriously scanned through the luxurious dresses she had laid out in the living room, then said: "They all look the sa."
"How are they the sa? None of them are identical!"
"I ant that they all look the sa on you... ugly!"
Ella glared at him angrily: "We’re cousins! Everyone says we look alike and that I’m very pretty! If you say I’m ugly, aren’t you saying you’re ugly too?"
"Oh, they’re blind. You don’t have to believe them."
Ella was so furious she ignored him and asked Rose Parker for advice. She finally picked a dress that was luxurious but not overly flashy. She couldn’t wear sothing too eye-catching, lest she outshines Cherry Lewis, but neither could she wear sothing too plain, or she’d be looked down upon by others.
Alexander asked nonchalantly: "You’re going out when the bruise on your face hasn’t healed yet?"
Ella touched her face, rembering the mont when Isabella hit her head with a cup, and gritted her teeth in anger.
"Of course I’m going out! Miss Lewis invited to her castle. It’s not a place everyone can go to! She even introduced to a boyfriend, Harry Hunter’s brother. I’m going to marry into the Hunter Family too!"
Alexander frowned: "Weren’t the two of them sent to prison?"
"Hmph, the Lewis Family is quite powerful. Can’t they handle such a small matter? Of course, they got them out! Harry is nothing special. He deliberately frad good people, Miss Lewis never bullied Isabella!"
When Alexander heard Isabella’s na, his expression changed subtly.
He suddenly said: "Then I’ll take you there!"
"What?"
"I’ll be your driver and take you to the castle."
Ella looked at him with a shocked expression: "What are you up to? Would you be so kind-hearted?"
Although they were cousins, Alexander had never cared for her from childhood to adulthood. He was already good when he didn’t ss with or provoke her, so how could he suddenly have a kind impulse to be her driver!
Alexander impatiently said: "What can I be up to? I just haven’t been to that castle, and I want to check it out! If you don’t want to, forget it, I’ll drive there myself!"
He turned to leave, and Ella hurriedly chased after him: "Cousin, wait for , let’s go together!"
She naturally preferred to ride in Alexander’s car. His limited edition Lamborghini was extrely flashy and much cooler than her own rcedes!
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