Connor has completely lost it.
Besides knowing "my mom," what else does she know?!
Seriously, you can’t even find soone to talk about relationship issues!
Grace asked curiously, "Why are you asking these kinds of questions today?"
As Harry Hunter’s subordinates, they always only discussed business, never personal feelings.
"Connor, have you fallen for soone again?"
"No! Stop talking nonsense!"
This brat can’t speak properly; what does she an by "again"? Making him sound like a player! He clearly only ever had one ex-girlfriend!
"Then is there soone you’re missing?"
"No!"
"Want to kiss and hug her?"
"No!"
Connor denied it with an awful expression and, sowhat dejected, sat down in the hallway.
He just saw Harry Hunter missing Isabella Weaver so much, and Natalie’s face suddenly flashed in his mind.
Fretting, he held his head, wondering if he was cursed, or if Natalie had drugged him again. Natalie had been appearing in his mind a bit too often these days.
No, he absolutely couldn’t let her stay at his place any longer. This woman was too dangerous; brainwashing and mind gas all at once, he was too dim-witted to resist.
Connor made a call to have all the locks on his villa replaced with the highest security ones, to prevent those siblings from breaking in again.
Outside the wall, Connor was troubled, but inside, Harry Hunter was finally content.
Isabella Weaver stroked his angular, handso face, stood on tiptoes to give him a kiss, and said with a hint of pleading she didn’t even notice herself, "Every ti you co, I can’t work. You can’t co during work hours from now on."
"Hmm."
"You agree?"
"No."
Isabella was both angry and amused, "Then why did you say hmm!"
"Just a casual hmm. You’re talking to , I have to give you so response."
Harry Hunter said, "Baby, I miss you, I always miss you. Everything I see reminds of you. I was going to wait until you finished work to find you, but I couldn’t help myself."
Seeing him like this, she couldn’t continue working either.
"Then I’ll get off work, and we can go ho."
Harry’s eyes lit up, "Not ho, I’m taking you to a hot spring."
"Who goes to hot springs in the sumr? I thought hot springs were only for winter!"
"Sumr is fine too, it’s very comfortable. Let’s go."
Harry picked her up and started heading out, Isabella playfully slapped him, "Put down, it’s unseemly to go out like this."
"I want to hold you, hold you all the ti."
"Then wait until we’re ho. Not in public."
"I don’t care, it’s natural for to hold my wife!"
Harry, one hand supporting her behind, opened the door with the other, "Connor!"
"Young Master."
Connor stuck his head out, saw the two of them hugging, and quickly retracted his head.
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