On the way to the hospital to visit Shiely Morrison, Connor was driving in the front while Isabella Weaver sat in the back and whispered to Harry Hunter, "We should treat Connor better in the future."
Harry Hunter held her waist and asked, "Am I not good to him?"
Did his silly wife not know how much money he had given Connor, or what he had done for him?
"You’re good, but you should be even better!"
"Why?"
"Isn’t his breakup because of you?"
"What’s that got to do with ?"
"Natalie Niles originally ca for you, but after failing, she turned to Connor. If she hadn’t shifted her target, how would Connor have broken up with Cora Ginger? Anyway, you’re partly to bla, and so am I."
A faint smile appeared in Harry Hunter’s eyes, and he hugged Isabella Weaver tightly. His silly wife even took the bla herself.
She didn’t neglect Connor because he was a "bodyguard" or look down on him. On the contrary, she greatly respected and cared for Connor.
In fact, even the Hunters never treated Connor as an equal, let alone outsiders who said harsh things, calling Connor nothing more than a dog of the Hunter Family.
Unexpectedly, Isabella was different from everyone else.
Harry Hunter turned his head to kiss her on the forehead, through her hair, and said emotionally, "Baby, you are wonderful."
Connor was driving in the front, smiling with squinted eyes.
Isabella’s voice was low, but he naturally had much sharper hearing and vision than ordinary people, so he heard everything clearly.
He felt quite happy, the Young Master treated him well, and the Young Madam treated him well too. He was truly lucky!
His happiness lasted until after visiting Shiely Morrison and sending the young couple ho, and driving away the Porsche that Harry Hunter gave him. But when he got ho and saw the people there, his happiness vanished.
"Connor, you’re back. I’ve been waiting for you for a long ti!"
"Get out."
Connor’s voice was cold, "If you ever break into my house again, I’ll call the police!"
"Connor, don’t misunderstand. We waited outside for too long, and you didn’t co back. Your door wasn’t locked, so we ca in."
Cora Ginger chirped as lively and cheerful as ever, "Besides, my brother and I are mainly here to apologize to you this ti!"
Zack Ginger finally managed to tear his eyes away from that Porsche sports car. He offered a basket of fruit, his tone genuinely sincere, "Connor, I’m sorry. I was wrong before to scold you and not let my sister see you. It was all my fault for misjudging you. It had nothing to do with my sister. I hope you can reconcile with her."
Connor’s face was expressionless, and he didn’t take Zack Ginger’s fruit. He gazed steadily at Cora Ginger.
She had dressed up carefully today, wearing makeup, curling her hair into waves, and spraying on luxury perfu.
What is this?
When he was her boyfriend, he never received this treatnt!
Did she learn this after being with Peter Barnes?
This was all leftover from what Natalie Niles played with!
Connor closed his eyes, erased a certain image from his mind, then opened them, his gaze even colder.
One by one, they all tried this trick on him!
Did he look like soone desperate for attention?
After being baptized by Natalie Niles, Connor had beco more composed and steady. In the past, he might have angrily scolded Cora Ginger for being disrespectful, but now, he just calmly said, "Get out. I want to sleep. There’s no need to co again. We’re already over."
From the mont she chose Peter Barnes, it was already over.
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