After Betrayal: Lightning Marriage to Mr. Enigmatic
Chapter 168: Loving Couple Online

Chapter 168: Chapter 168: Loving Couple Online

Putting on a full show, Isabella Weaver’s principle was to irritate certain people to death without any remorse. She coquettishly said to Harry Hunter, "Honey, why did you just get here? I’ve been waiting so long my feet are numb."

Harry Hunter was well aware that Isabella Weaver was not the type to act spoiled, and normally wouldn’t call him "honey." He knew she was putting on an act, but he still thoroughly enjoyed it.

Ignoring everyone in the living room, he walked up the marble staircase step by step to the second floor and reached out to hold Isabella Weaver.

"Should I carry you on my back?"

Even though it was an act, Isabella Weaver couldn’t help but blush: "Someone’s watching, it wouldn’t be good."

"How about a princess carry?"

"That wouldn’t be good either. Someone might think I’ve hurt my leg!"

"Connor!"

"Young Master!"

"Go to my car and get the shoes for the Young Madam!"

"Yes!"

Connor responded, and in no time, he returned holding a pair of shoes. He went up to the second floor to hand them to Harry Hunter, then quickly retreated.

Harry Hunter took the shoes, squatted down, held her foot with one hand, took off her high heel with the other, and then personally put the new shoes on Isabella Weaver. "Your toes are all rubbed red. Don’t wear these kinds of high heels too often; they’re bad for your feet."

Isabella Weaver was a bit surprised: "Where did you get these shoes?" They were new, and she hadn’t seen them before.

"I inspected the Star Region Mall this morning. I saw these and thought they’d be nice, so I bought them for you. Do they fit well?"

"They fit perfectly, and they’re quite soft, much more comfortable than high heels!"

Harry Hunter stood up, wrapped his arm around her waist and said, "Seems like your husband’s got a good eye."

Isabella Weaver beamed brightly: "Of course, or else how could you have married someone as beautiful as me!"

The two of them showed off their affection publicly, stunning everyone in the living room!

They all knew Isabella Weaver and Harry Hunter had a flash marriage, and had heard a ton from Cherry Lewis about how much Harry liked her, subconsciously feeling there wasn’t real affection between Harry and Isabella.

But now it clearly looked like there was quite a good relationship! fr\(e)ew(e)b.(n)o (v)(e)l.com

Harry Hunter even personally changed Isabella Weaver’s shoes, doing so extremely naturally!

Could it be all an act to annoy Cherry Lewis?

Surely, bringing a new pair of shoes for Isabella Weaver in his car couldn’t be pretense too?

If so, the pretense was too thorough!

At this moment, Harry Hunter’s eyes had no one else in them but Isabella Weaver. He held Isabella’s hand and slowly walked down the stairs. freeNovelFire

The Weaver Family’s living room was lavishly decorated with a palace style. In this setting, the two of them looked just like the prince and princess from a fairy tale, and Cherry Lewis was watching the scene, her teeth almost grinding to pieces!

Ella Weaver was burning with jealousy. She had used every possible means to stop Isabella Weaver from being with Harry Hunter, but to no avail!

She dreamed of having a man like Harry Hunter as a husband, but she had never met one, whereas Isabella Weaver not only met him but also successfully married into a top luxury family! The Weaver Family’s assets couldn’t even compare to the Hunter Family’s!

Old Madam Lewis and Rose Parker’s faces looked quite bad as well, only Christopher Weaver’s expression remained somewhat normal. He stepped forward a few steps, blocking Isabella Weaver and Harry Hunter: "Young Master Hunter, if you’re taking my daughter, shouldn’t you at least have a word with me as her father?"

Harry Hunter’s icy gaze fell on Christopher Weaver as he spoke lightly, "Isabella will have nothing to do with you from now on. I will take care of her."

Every time he thought about Christopher Weaver harshly striking Isabella Weaver’s forehead, leaving a scar, he felt a swell of anger.

On that night when she bled so much, no one cared for her, they even forced her to marry that psycho Alexander Parker. In panic and terror, she hid in his home, changing her attitude overnight, and immediately wanted to marry him.

Does Christopher Weaver even deserve to call himself a father?!