Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 404 - 419: You’re Investigating Me? (1)

Chapter 404: Chapter 419: You’re Investigating Me? (1)

She listened very seriously and was very smart, learning quickly and astonishingly. After learning, she would raise her eyebrows proudly like a child and laugh triumphantly.

At that time, he could hear her breathing, very shallow and light, making him feel agitated and harboring ill intentions, wishing to press her under him and take her right then and there.

As Percy thought, the corners of his lips curled up, his voice sounding more relaxed and soothing: "Isabel, did you call me last night?"

Finally, to the point...

Isabel felt that she had been entangled recently, first with the child, whether to keep it or not, and now whether to tell the child’s father about the child’s existence.

She was never indecisive, why was she now so hesitant and unable to make a decision?

Isabel raised her hand and touched her stomach, her eyebrows furrowing as she responded to the phone call with a "yes."

It was obvious, but Percy still asked. After asking and getting confirmation from her, he felt somewhat ecstatic.

Don’t you think that everyone in this world will encounter such a person who, in their world, has the power to make them sad in one second and happy in the next?

Percy didn’t know if he had healed from his scars and forgotten the pain, but now that Isabel had called him, he began to regret it.

He regretted why he had returned to Ravenwood City just because of her hurtful words?

Why hadn’t he been thick-skinned enough at the time?

If he had been thick-skinned and still couldn’t get his beloved, then what was the point of holding onto his pitiful self-esteem?

As Percy thought about it, he felt like his trip from Bellshire back to Ravenwood City was incredibly laughable!

Actually, he knew better than anyone that being selfless and not receiving anything in return would only lead to despair, losing sight of hope and the road to her world, leaving him confused, gradually losing courage and confidence, becoming a weak man, gaining and losing love, and being defeated by love!

Now, Isabel called him, and this obviously represented a glimmer of hope, right?

As a child from a wealthy family, how could he not have a proud temper?

So at this moment, Percy’s whole body was filled with arrogant factors, and he couldn’t help but raise his chin, thinking that such an excellent man like him, if Isabel didn’t like him, she would really be blind!

Hehe... Percy suddenly felt that even when Isabel scolded him for being blind, it was a happy thing. He held the mobile phone and casually spoke into it, continuing, "Isabel, do you need anything?"

Finally, it was time for the beheading... Isabel worriedly raised her hand, rubbed her eyebrows, and thought about how to start speaking.

However, Percy was much more patient than she had imagined. He didn’t urge her at all and waited in silence, giving her a sense of seriousness.

Isabel sighed, lowered her eyelids, thought for a while, and then said, "Last night..."

"Hm?" She had only said three words, and the man at the other end immediately responded, as if telling her he was right there.

Isabel took a deep breath, and quickly finished speaking: "Yesterday night, I was sleeping in a daze, accidentally touched the phone, pressed your name, and made the call... Actually, I had nothing to talk about, it was just a mistaken phone call!"

Percy Stanton’s originally pleasant mood turned overcast all at once, realizing it was just a wrong phone call. After a while, Percy sighed faintly on the other end of the phone, as if he hadn’t heard her words just now, and stubbornly asked: "Isabel, what was the matter when you called me last night?"

Isabel was flustered by Percy’s sigh, and her fingertips trembled slightly. Subconsciously, she touched her lower abdomen, pursed her lips, lowered her head, hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke calmly: "Really, it’s nothing."

People often are like this, saying the opposite of what they truly feel, unable to control themselves.

Like Isabel at this moment, she clearly wanted someone to help her deal with this sudden little life, but she couldn’t bring herself to tell the truth to this man who had given her warmth but also pushed her to rock bottom. She felt that as soon as she opened her mouth, it would be like using a child to gain his sympathy.

Isabel didn’t know whether she was too obsessed with her so-called self-esteem, or was just used to the discrepancy between her words and her heart.

The phone on the other end with Percy was silent.

Isabel waited for a long time without getting any sound from Percy’s end of the call. Her heart became uneasy, and she could faintly feel that Percy seemed to be unhappy all of a sudden.

Even though Percy was not in front of her, she could vaguely imagine him pursing his lips and wearing an indifferent expression. She held her mobile phone, unsure of whether to hang up or not, and was caught in a deadlock.

After an unknown amount of time, Isabel heard the lovely voice of a child on the phone: "Daddy, breakfast is ready."

Isabel, as if seizing the opportunity, spoke, breaking the silence between her and Percy: "Is it Raymond?"

"Yes." Percy restrained his face, looked at his son, and replied on the phone.

"Is he doing well recently?" Isabel didn’t know what was wrong with her, but couldn’t help but ask two more questions about Raymond.

"He’s fine." Percy’s tone sounded quite calm. After a brief pause, he continued: "Since winter vacation started recently, he has been playing at home every day. He hasn’t done much homework."

Isabel couldn’t help but smile, bending her lips: "Well, it’s good for a child to play more."

"Yes." Percy agreed, but felt that there was not much to share with Isabel about Raymond, so he didn’t know what to say next.

Isabel heard only one word and stayed silent for another moment before saying, "Well, I have to go. Goodbye."

Percy thought for a while and said, "Okay."

"Goodbye."

"Yeah, goodbye."

Isabel lowered her eyes and hung up the phone. Just before she pressed the button, she heard Raymond’s curious voice on the other end: "Dad, who called?"

Isabel hung up the phone, then went to ask Mrs. Smith for her approval after having been absent-minded for a while.

Ever since the successful contract signing with Ten Mile Prosperity, Mrs. Smith’s attitude towards Isabel had improved considerably. As Mrs. Smith casually signed the documents, she said, "In a while, I’ll transfer some shares to you and propose to have you join the board of directors of Smith Corporation."

"Thank you, Grandma."

Accustomed to being strict with her grandchildren, Mrs. Smith’s face didn’t show any particularly friendly expression. She continued, as if giving an order: "In a few days, it will be Smith Corporation’s annual meeting. You have performed well these past six months, and I will propose that your department receives Smith Corporation’s Best Team Award."