"I have a lot of work to do this afternoon, let go!"
"No more work!"
"Why?"
"Because I’m your husband!"
"I’m not going back with you, I haven’t forgiven you yet!"
Harry Hunter saw that she wouldn’t leave, so he picked her up without a word: "I’ve forgiven you."
"I didn’t do anything wrong, how dare you say you’ve forgiven !"
"You did wrong!"
"I didn’t!"
"If you dare ntion divorce again because of trivial people, you’ll never be allowed to go out again!"
Isabella Weaver kicked her legs in anger, trying to break free: "Who told you to bring won to our ho!"
Harry Hunter held her steadily and walked towards the elevator: "That’s a bodyguard! A bodyguard doesn’t count as a woman! Didn’t Grace Watt and Cora Ginger co to our ho too?"
"That’s different! Cora is my friend, and Grace isn’t interested in you! Natalie Niles has been eyeing you for years!"
"Doesn’t matter who eyes , your worries are unnecessary!"
"I’m more afraid of soone having ideas than soone actually stealing! And you even had dinner with her alone, I saw it!"
"Where did you see that?"
Isabella Weaver was at a loss for words; she couldn’t possibly reveal Zoe Lewis, otherwise Harry Hunter wouldn’t know how to handle her.
"You’ve got skills now, even spies, and you just called soone to investigate the acid incident. How co I didn’t know you had such power?"
Harry Hunter uncharacteristically didn’t dig deeper, indulging her little secret.
"But, next ti you’d better find out the truth before accusing . There was Connor at the dinner too, only he had an upset stomach and stayed in the bathroom for ages!"
Connor followed behind, full of apologies: "Young Madam, it’s true! Before lunch I ate a large, sweet, and crisp pear; that pear..."
He said this and suddenly frowned: "Young Master, that pear was given to by Natalie Niles!"
Pears are cooling food, eating too many can cause diarrhea, which is normal. At first, Connor didn’t think much of it.
But he’s as strong as an ox, hardly gets sick all year, previously hurt his arm, and when he was in the hospital, Cora Ginger also peeled pears for him without causing diarrhea.
This ti it was too much of a coincidence!
Isabella Weaver was stunned for a mont, could it be, Natalie Niles even plotted against Connor?
Regardless of whether there was a problem with the pear, she imdiately chid in: "Harry, see? The woman you brought ho has such a dark heart! She drugged Connor to create an opportunity for you two to be alone!"
"There was no date, don’t misuse words!"
Harry Hunter carried her into the elevator, put her down, and held her waist tightly, speaking with an apologetic and gentle tone: "Made you suffer, I’ll deal with her later to vent your anger."
"What about you? It was you who brought her ho! Who’s going to deal with you?"
"You can deal with ."
Ignoring Connor and the elevator cara, Harry Hunter lifted Isabella Weaver’s chin and kissed her lips: "Anyway you want to deal with , you can, I’ll do as you say."
He spoke with such tender sweetness, lowering his stance completely, Isabella Weaver blushed a bit.
She shyly turned her head to look at Connor and found that Connor actually pressed his face against the elevator wall, standing with his back to them.
Harry Hunter turned her head back, disgusted at her distraction: "Why are you looking at him, look at ! I’m kissing you, be serious!"
Connor imdiately covered his ears: "You guys go ahead, I see nothing, I hear nothing! I’m a mushroom without eyes and ears!"
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