Loveless Marriage

Chapter 69  Why Was He So Haunting

After exiting the mall, Isabella was about to return to the hospital. When she found that Christian was

still following behind her, she couldn't help but frown, whose tone became somewhat bad, "Why are

you following me?"

"I'll send you back." Christian didn't feel anything amiss.

"I know how to get back, and you don't need to ."

The man slowly frowned. He didn't understand why her suddenly changed her attitude, but he didn't

ask further. He just nodded and said, "Umm, I'll leave after I see you enter the hospital."

"…"

Isabella's agitated mood instantly soared to the extreme, and she couldn't help but shout angrily:

"Christian, can you stop following me? They are my children as well, so I'll take care of them. You really

don't need to follow me like this. I'll be very careful."

Christian's face became gloomy, "So that was your way to be careful? If I wasn't here, do you even

know the consequence?"

Hearing this, Isabella choked.

He indeed wasn't that careful just now, but she seldom ran into such accidents in life.

Besides, wasn't it because he suddenly kissed her … or how would she hadn't noticed it?

She bitterly lowered her head, but her face was still didn't look good. She then said indifferently, "I

would feel bad if I see you. If you still want me to have a good dinner tonight, then disappear right now."

"…"

Christian's face darkened.

She now even knew how to make trouble without reason.

He gritted his teeth. "You hate me that much?"

Isabella tilted her head and smiled brilliantly, "Then what do you think? So... For our children, you'd

better not ruin my appetite. "

"…"

In the end, Christian couldn't change her mind. He left with a cold face.

After he completely disappear in the crowd, the bright smile on Isabella's face slowly disappeared. She

looked down at her belly, couldn't help but feel upset.

Children, children... All he was doing now was just for the children.

She turned around and left after standing for a minute. However, she didn't notice that she was

followed by someone in the near distance.

When Isabella returned to the ward, Diana asked, "Where did you go? Why haven't you come back

until now? "

"I just took a walk nearby." She smiled faintly, but her mind was still on Christian and what had

happened just now.

Examining her for a second, Diana suddenly frowned, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? "

After all, Isabella was her daughter. With just a look, she could tell there was something wrong.

Hearing this, Isabella regained her senses. Then she shook her head: "I’m okay. Are you hungry? I'll

buy you something to eat later."

"I'm not hungry. You just came back, so have some rest. I'll let the nurse to bring us some from the

hospital canteen. "

Isabella then lowered her head and curled her lips, "Okay."

She felt that her mother was a bit excellent as if she could see through everything of her, so she should

be more careful in the future.

Feeling tired after walking for a long time, she sat on a chair with her head tilted, and finally fell asleep.

Seeing that, Diana didn't disturb her and only let the nurse cover her with a blanket.

After all, it was a high-end private hospital. Their ward was not only lavishly decorated, but also very

sound-proof. Isabella slept for a long time comfortably, and when she woke up, the lights in the room

were all on.

She yawned, sat up and asked, "Mom, what time is it now?"

Her voice was very hoarse as she just woke up.

"Seven o'clock." The one replied wasn't Diana, but a man with a deep and pleasant voice.

Isabella immediately raised her head.

The dome light was somewhat harsh. It took her a few seconds to see him clearly, and her face

changed again: "Christian, why are you here again?"

Why wa he so haunting?

He showed up before she fell asleep, in her dreams, and now after she woke up.

He then gently said, "Haven't I told you that I'll be back to Leeds tonight? I'm leaving after a while. I just

stop by here to visit your mother."

"Have you seen her? Then you should go now." Isabella said snappily.

She then removed her blanket and was about to get off the bed when she suddenly remembered that

she had been sleeping on a chair. When did she get into that bed?

She then looked around, only to realise that this wasn't her mother's ward, and she was also lying on a

bed. Christian was standing right in front of him.

"Why…why am I here?" She pointed at herself and somewhat stuttered a bit.

Christian brought her shoes to the bedside, then said: "Sleeping for too long on the chair is

uncomfortable, so I carried you here."

"Then, then what about my mom?" Did her mother just watch him carry her here without making

comment?

Was she even her mother?

"She is in the next door." Seeing she was still in a daze wondering about something, he just squatted

down and put the shoes on her feet.

The warm touch made her heart skip a beat. Looking at the man's broad shoulders and back with her

head lowered, her face flushed as she quickly pushed him away. She stuttered, "I'll do it myself."

She then quickly put on her shoes. Without even looking into his eyes, she hurriedly returned to the

ward next door.

She still couldn't believe it. Did her mother just turn a blind eye to him? Did she forget that they had

divorced?

At the moment, Diana was having her dinner. When the door was suddenly pushed open, she was so

shocked that she almost choked.

"Mom." Isabella's face changed slightly. She then took her a cup of water and gently patted her back.

Diana regained her composure and smiled, "You're awake? Now it's getting late, and you should go

home. You'll have to work tomorrow. "

Isabella pretended to help her tidy up her clothes, and said while gritting her teeth: "don't change the

topic, mom."

Seeing Christian walking in from the back, Diana smiled and nodded, then said softly, "He specially

came to visit you and bought us food, just in case that you maybe hungry. How can I refuse him? When

he saw that you fell asleep on the chair, he just carried you to the bed without doing anything else.

What else can I say?"

"…"

Isabella frowned angrily

If he misconducted me next door, can you even see it?

Probably guessing what she was thinking, Diana muttered, "If he wanted to do something, does he

need to wait after divorce. He maybe just care about the children. Don’t be so petty."

"…"

Isabella was so angry that she felt like she was going to vomit blood.

She's petty? Did she even need to be happy when her was taken care of only because of her

children?