Chapter 446 Discussing Marriage
Joey was not foolish. Observing the commotion at the door, he maintained a faint
smile.
Isabella had anticipated him to be embarrassed, but to her surprise, he remained
composed. Despite the number of people following him, he could still converse
freely with Isabella.
Strolling along the moat, Isabella held a large bouquet of roses. She took the
opportunity to apologize. “I'm sorry, I didn’t expect this to happen.”
Joey chuckled. “It seems the competition is fierce.”
Isabella twitched her mouth. “You're mistaken. He's just... not that intelligent.”
Joey smiled faintly and continued walking with one hand in his pocket. As
Isabella contemplated what to say next, Joey suddenly turned around.
“Isabella, will you marry me?”
What?
Isabella was stunned and accidentally twisted her ankle on a stone. She let out a
soft
cry of pain, and her face contorted in agony.
Joey stopped speaking and hurried over to help her sit by the roadside.
“I'm sorry. I'll be fine after resting for a bit.”
Joey squatted in front of Isabella and placed his hand on her ankle. “Have you
injured yourself here before?”
Instinctively, Isabella pulled her foot back. “A few times.”
“Don’t worry. I'll massage it for you.” Joey's voice was gentle. Before Isabella
could say anything, he had already begun massaging her injury.
Immediately, Isabella tensed up and felt uneasy.
To be honest, she disliked being touched by others. Even if Joey was a doctor, it
still made her uncomfortable.
“Girls should take care of themselves and not be careless, or they may regret it
later.”
Although Joey was referring to her injury, Isabella somehow associated it with a
different meaning.
She pursed her lips and thought briefly before saying, “Dr. Trump, you mentioned
marriage earlier. I believe I should clarify some things with you.”
Joey paused briefly before smiling as he looked up. “Please, go ahead.”
Isabella took a deep breath and said, “The person who brought me here is from
the.
Shaffer Family. I used to work as Seth's personal secretary.” She paused for a
moment and emphasized. “You should know what being a personal secretary
entails.”
At the villa, Seth remained seated at the table. In front of him was the live footage
sent by Jordan, and beside him were messages from Leonard's group.
Leonard had created a new group and added him to it.
“Seth, they're walking together.
“Seth, they're having a heartfelt conversation!
“D*mn, he’s massaging her foot! Intimate contact!”
The phone continued to vibrate. Leonard was like a sports commentator, sending
a picture with commentary each time, enthusiastically stirring up the group. They
all reveled in Seth's drama.
The man’s face remained expressionless in front of the screen, but his eyes were
filled with murderous intent. He vividly remembered the first time he met Isabella.
Her face turned red when he accidentally touched her hand while taking the cup
of coffee. Yet, she could now be intimate with someone she had just met.
Indeed, time can change a person.
Seth took a deep breath. At this moment, a call came in.
Jordan said, “Mr. Shaffer, we can't hear their conversation from afar. However,
based my lip-reading experience, they're discussing marriage.”
Crack!
The pen snapped in half.
Seth clenched his jaw and remained silent for a moment. Suddenly, he stood up,
not bothering to close his notebook, as he grabbed his coat and left the room.