Isabella Weaver was absolutely delighted. No one in the world could be as overbearing as Harry Hunter. She woke up late, and he even blad the sun!
"Is the Young Master coming ho for lunch? If he’s busy, we’ll find a place to eat ourselves."
"The Young Master isn’t coming back, but he’s reserved a restaurant and said he’ll dine with you."
"It’s only eleven o’clock. Isn’t it a bit early for him to eat with ?"
Harry Hunter usually had his lunch between 12 and 1 when working, and it was very regular unless Isabella was causing chaos, then the timing tended to vary.
"It’s not too early. The Young Master didn’t eat much in the morning, so he might be hungry now."
"Alright then, let’s go find him and eat together."
Harry Hunter received the ssage that Isabella Weaver was coming to have lunch with him, and promptly finished his work and walked out of the high-rise building.
Isabella Weaver was leaning against the car, enjoying the beautiful sunlight, and smiled when she saw Harry Hunter walking down the stairs.
Just as she was about to walk towards him, a young guy with a backpack ca over to ask for her number.
Although he was tall, his face still carried a hint of innocence. It was clear he was a student, probably thinking Isabella Weaver was a student too.
Isabella Weaver smiled and replied in English, "I’m already married."
Then she pointed to Harry Hunter, who was ten ters away, "That’s my husband."
The young guy was surprised, glanced at Harry Hunter, and left with a look of disappointnt.
Harry Hunter strode over and took Isabella Weaver’s hand, "In such a short ti, you’ve already attracted admirers. Miss Weaver is indeed irresistibly charming."
His tone was slightly jealous, and his grip was very strong, making Isabella Weaver’s head ache, "It’s quite open abroad, seeing a girl they like, they’re very proactive. It’s normal, you can’t bla ."
Harry Hunter led her into the car, saying lightly, "From now on, you wait for in the car, don’t get out. You have no idea how much damage your face can cause."
Isabella Weaver angrily kicked him, "Am I not allowed to see sunlight anymore? The sun is so nice today, I just wanted to bask in it. Why not?"
Besides, she really didn’t think she was that beautiful, only Harry Hunter saw her as a goddess and thought everyone wanted to steal her away.
Thinking about this, she felt a bit happy again and hugged Harry Hunter, acting coquettish, "I want to sunbathe. You can’t control everything, that’s inhumane!"
Harry Hunter bowed his head to kiss her, then buried his face in her hair and took a deep breath. Her fragrance filled his body, chasing away his morning exhaustion.
"Alright, sunbathe. After lunch, I’ll sunbathe with you."
Harry Hunter indulgently agreed to all her small requests, but as his fingers brushed over her silky smooth face, he hesitated, "The sun is really strong today. Won’t it damage your skin? I always shielded you with an umbrella to protect it, wouldn’t that be a waste?"
"I don’t care. I just want to sunbathe!"
"Then I’ll apply so sunscreen on you later."
After speaking, Harry Hunter instructed Zuo Hong to buy sunscreen, "Get a few different brands and we’ll see which one works best."
Zuo Hong responded and left.
At the restaurant, Isabella Weaver noticed that the restaurant’s style was different from those they had previously visited and couldn’t help but ask Harry Hunter, "Is this Italian too?"
"We’ve had Italian for quite a few als, aren’t you tired of it yet? Let’s try sothing new today, xican cuisine."
"I’m not tired of it. It’s pretty good, just ridiculously expensive."
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