Harry Hunter didn’t think Cora Ginger would feel awkward; back when Cora used to take his money, she was always so proactive. She’d be thrilled not to spend her own money, how could she feel awkward?
"I won’t pay for her bill; I’m only responsible for yours."
Harry was still mad at Cora for dumping Connor. Why would he even consider treating her to a al!
No money?
How is that his problem!
"She and Peter Barnes treated to a al last ti, and Boss Barnes paid. This ti, let’s consider it our treat to her. Are you just going to pay for us and not for her? That’s so odd!"
"Then let her pay. Didn’t she say she’d treat you to dinner? Maybe she has money now; there’s no need for you to worry about it."
Isabella Weaver didn’t know what to say.
Who said Harry Hunter was generous?
He can be stingy when he’s being stingy, can’t he?
They soon arrived at the Aurora Restaurant, and Isabella imdiately spotted Cora Ginger already waiting inside.
She walked over with Harry, and when Cora saw Harry, her expression froze for a mont.
She hadn’t expected that inviting Isabella out for a al would an Harry would tag along.
But then again, it was hardly surprising, since Harry was such a devoted husband. Wherever Isabella went, he wanted to follow, and she was always flanked by a bunch of bodyguards he assigned.
Cora’s emotions were complex for a mont; she was increasingly aware of how rare a man like Harry was.
Peter Barnes, who had a bit of money, actually had a shockingly colorful personal life. He had a lot of won, sothing she only discovered recently.
And Harry?
Apart from Isabella, he truly had no other won.
The more exceptional a man is, the more often he’s devoted.
Those who are not so good-looking, unambitious, get a little money and start acting arrogantly as if it’s missing sothing if they don’t find a few won to flaunt their prowess.
Seeing Cora staring at Harry, Isabella waved a hand in front of Cora’s eyes: "Cora?"
Cora snapped back to reality and gave her a smile: "I’m fine, just a bit envious of you. Having a husband like Young Master Hunter, not just , everyone in the city envies you."
For a mont, Isabella thought maybe Cora wasn’t doing well, which was why she made such a remark.
When she and Connor were together before, she never made such comnts because back then, Connor treated her well too. She was cherished.
Alas, ti cannot be turned back.
Connor’s current status... Cora probably can’t even et him easily anymore.
Isabella sighed internally, and unexpectedly, after they ordered and chatted with Cora for a bit, she brought up Connor.
"Do you know where he is now? I can’t reach him on his phone; maybe... he’s blocked ."
Cora said, cautiously glancing at Harry, who sat beside Isabella.
She had intended to just have a al with Isabella; Isabella was soft-hearted and easy to talk to. Convincing her wasn’t too difficult, but with Harry there, the difficulty instantly multiplied!
Harry completely ignored her. The main course hadn’t arrived yet, and the restaurant had given them nuts like pine nuts and pistachios. He was busy shelling nuts for Isabella.
His expression was cold, yet because of the gesture of shelling nuts, he inexplicably seed gentle.
"Cora, Connor probably didn’t block you; he’s not in the country right now. He’s gone abroad."
Cora thought Harry had sent Connor abroad for work and couldn’t help but ask, "When will he be back?"
Isabella was a bit conflicted, unsure whether to ntion Connor’s current role as a prince, so she simply changed the subject: "Do you need him for sothing?"
"My brother got taken into custody, and I wanted to ask him for a favor."
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