Isabella Weaver smiled even more happily: "It’s quite nice, quite lively, and it’s more fun with more people."
Harry Hunter didn’t find it fun, but he didn’t find it annoying either. He was never the type to mistreat his subordinates.
Connor used to talk more and would often argue with him, undermining him.
Today, he’s probably gone to fight Austin Winters. Austin has been hiding recently, hasn’t shown up easily, but Natalie Niles actually knows where he’s hiding, so Connor found him without any effort.
According to Natalie, Austin’s father, Tucker Seal, also secretly ca to A City to personally pick up his son.
Along with Amy Winters, the family of three is planning to reunite.
Harry’s heart was cold as ice. His mother’s death was mysterious, and his father was confird dead at the hands of their family. Even though one mber of the Winters Seal family was already dead, it couldn’t extinguish the anger in his heart.
Want to reunite?
Only if he’s dead!
Harry calculated his deep-seated revenge in his heart, occasionally replying to a few ssages to control the situation in A City, but showed nothing on his face. He continued to accompany his delicate wife, holding her carefully every step she took, afraid she might accidentally fall.
His hatred, his bloody empire, there was no need to involve her.
He never showed her his dark side, disguised well, he gave all his warmth to her alone.
"Honey, can we dig up so wild vegetables today?"
"Sure."
"Last ti, Zoe Lewis’s shepherd’s purse and lean at porridge was really delicious. These Mount Verity wild vegetables are free from pesticides, pure, natural, and unpolluted."
"If you like it, let her cook another pot."
"And fish!"
"Yes, let’s catch so."
"And wild chickens!"
"Okay."
No matter what she wanted to do, Harry followed her wishes, called David and the others to catch so ga.
This ti their luck was quite good; they caught lots of small fish and shrimp, and even encountered a flock of wild chickens.
But the wild chickens in nature are very strong survivors, highly alert, and crucially, wild chickens can fly. They caused a commotion with chickens flying around chaotically, managing to catch only one.
Even so, they were envied by another group of people out playing, as they didn’t catch a single one, helplessly watching the wild chickens leap and fly away proudly.
Harry feared the wild chicken might fly onto Isabella, so he kept her behind him, and seeing her extrely excited, he chuckled: "Getting so happy over catching a wild chicken? Calm down a bit. I’m a little afraid you’ll get too excited and faint again."
"I won’t, I won’t, last ti was an accident."
Although Isabella said she wouldn’t, she still listened to him and cald her emotions.
She looked at the wild chicken’s beautiful feathers and wanted to touch them.
Harry grabbed her restless little hand: "Don’t touch it; it bites hard and might carry bacteria."
Isabella had no choice but to give up.
He’s protecting her now as if she’s a rare animal, not allowing her to touch anything risky. He even recently stopped letting her feed the parrot.
Isabella originally looked forward to being pregnant, but now she’s sowhat regretting it. She didn’t know there would be so many taboos after conceiving!
"When can I give birth already!"
Harry laughed: "I thought you quite enjoy being pregnant and becoming a mom, why so eager to give birth?"
"Don’t laugh at , I’ve never given birth before, how would I know that having a baby is so troubleso."
Harry tenderly embraced her: "Then just give birth this once, let you have a hard ti once."
"But what if it’s a daughter this ti?"
"A daughter is just the sa. In the future, the Hunter Family will be handed over to her, and the old man will be responsible for teaching her. You have nothing to worry about. You’re also a girl, aren’t you managing the jewelry company very well?"
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