Natalie Niles didn’t say what she wanted him to do, just beat him up again and then turned and left.
Peter Barnes was left alone lying in the living room, full of suspicion and paranoia.
He spat blood, secretly resenting that damn unreliable KS, boasting so much about turning Natalie Niles into ashes.
What nonsense!
That Lady Demon is still alive and well!
What should he do from now on?
Will the Lady Demon let him live?
She deliberately hangs the knife over his head; he doesn’t know when it will drop, he can only live in constant fear!
The dirty thoughts that had arisen when he saw Isabella Weaver during the day vanished completely; he’s almost lost his life, he can’t concern himself with beauties now!
Besides, he’s seriously injured, his head hurts, his ribs hurt, and his back hurts from Natalie Niles’ beating, and in this state, he can’t do anything when he sees Isabella Weaver.
The next morning, when Cora Ginger woke up from her coma, Peter Barnes imdiately had her cancel the event inviting people over for dinner.
Cora Ginger was dissatisfied but didn’t dare say anything.
She saw Peter Barnes with bruises on his face and body, feeling suspicious, not knowing where he got beaten up the night before.
But since Peter Barnes didn’t say anything, she wisely didn’t ask and obediently applied dicine for him.
...
Isabella Weaver got up in the morning and first went to look at the fish. Seeing six of them still swimming around in the tank, she happily went to wash up.
Before she finished her routine, she received a call from Cora Ginger, saying that Peter Barnes was ill and couldn’t invite her over for now.
Isabella Weaver expressed so concern, but after hanging up the phone she still felt a bit uncomfortable—she had the feeling of preparing a gift excitedly and then being stood up.
Peter Barnes fell sick at such a convenient ti!
Harry Hunter was beside her washing up, seeing her displeasure, he took a wet towel and wiped her face: "Do you really want to visit them?"
Isabella Weaver shook her head: "Not really, I just wanted to see how Cora is really doing."
Harry Hunter looked indifferent: "No need to worry about her, she’s not a child. She chose her path, she can kneel and walk it herself."
Isabella Weaver felt disheartened: "I have poor social skills, I’ve never really had friends. I used to have Gilly Scott, but we fell out. Things were going well with Cora, and now it’s..."
Harry Hunter suddenly felt sorry for her: "Don’t worry, don’t worry, you want friends? That’s easy! I’ll have people introduce you to a bunch!"
"Forget it, maybe I’m just not destined for friendship or family ties."
Isabella Weaver took a deep breath, looked up at Harry Hunter, and dispelled those negative feelings: "Luckily, I have a good husband. I’m still fortunate."
Harry Hunter was ready to say a lot to comfort her, but seeing how quickly she adjusted her mood, he couldn’t help but pull her into his arms: "Your husband is not just good, he’s incredibly good, a once in a hundred years great man, okay? Get ready, today your husband will take you out for fun! I didn’t want you to visit them anyway, spending ti with is much better!"
Isabella Weaver was soon coaxed into forgetting about Cora Ginger and had no idea she avoided a disaster by not going to the Barnes Family.
She had breakfast, put on a sunhat and a sun-protection outfit, and went out with Harry Hunter.
The couple played outside until evening before returning ho.
Half an hour later, David ca to report to Harry Hunter with a grave expression: "Young Master, Connor is missing."
Harry Hunter stood up abruptly: "Was he taken by people from the S Kingdom?"
"It seems so, the S Kingdom people who were guarding outside his house have all withdrawn, they’ve all disappeared."
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