Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 164 - 176: Returning Principal and Interest, Ten Times All Together (1)

Chapter 164: Chapter 176: Returning Principal and Interest, Ten Times All Together (1)

Even though she was usually arrogant and haughty, she was ultimately a woman. At this moment, what he needed to give her was not words of comfort or tender care, but a hug.

Because at this moment, a hug was the most beautiful language in the world.

Just like the deepest affection is not a confession but a companionship.

Percy held Isabel in his arms, his left hand still gently stroking her long hair, patiently and tenderly.

Isabel leaned against Percy’s chest, unable to see his expression, but bit by bit, she let go of the tension and guard she had held in her body.

Percy’s hand gently rested on Isabel’s neck, pressing her head against his chest, but his eyes, when he looked up, were completely opposite to the tenderness he was giving her at this moment.

It was bone-chilling coldness and murderous intent.

His sharp gaze swept towards the men cornered by the police.

The embrace he gave Isabel was still warm and gentle, but his expression lacked any trace of tenderness; in the bottom of his dark eyes, there was a reflection of intense murderous intent.

Seeing this, the men suddenly bowed their heads. They had always been fearless, but at this moment, they couldn’t help but feel a chill rising from the depths of their hearts.

Even the police officers standing aside felt a shiver when they met Percy’s gaze.

The police chief’s earlier question to Percy had not been answered, and now he hesitated for a moment before approaching Percy, who was holding Isabel. He assumed Percy was someone from the military district and asked with a smile, "How should these men be dealt with..."

Again, the police chief’s question was only half-spoken before Percy glared at him, terrifying him into choking on his words.

Percy was furious, but he didn’t want Isabel to see his anger. He tried his best to restrain the violence raging within him and bent down to lift Isabel by her waist. Without even sparing a glance at the people in the room, he carried Isabel and left the private booth with fast strides.

At this moment, "Magnificent" was still bustling and lively with music and celebration. The waiters and waitresses saw Percy carrying Isabel and quickly stepped aside, politely asking with an amicable tone, "Excuse me, Sir and Miss, is there anything you need?"

Isabel, conscious of her appearance, buried her whole head in Percy’s chest, fearing that the finger marks on her face would be seen.

Percy felt her small movement and his expression became even darker, unable to help himself from gripping Isabel tighter, his knuckles turning white.

Percy carried Isabel straight out of the "Magnificent" front entrance.

When he arrived, he had been so anxious that he didn’t even bother to find a parking space and had left the car right in the middle of the driveway.

He descended the steps of "Magnificent" and reached the road in a few strides, ignoring the cars speeding past and walked straight to his own car. Opening the door, he carefully placed Isabel inside before circling around and getting in himself.