Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 457 - 473: You Promised I Still Have You (15)

Chapter 457: Chapter 473: You Promised I Still Have You (15)

Isabel Smith uneasily lifted her chin toward the big screen, trying to change the subject and divert Percy Stanton’s attention, as well as the ambiguous atmosphere: "Percy, look, the Lady Purple Cloud in the movie is beautifully portrayed and very pretty."

On the distant big screen, Charlie Vincent’s "A Tale Odyssey" was still playing, and the Lady Purple Cloud in the film, with a touch of sadness, spoke to her older sister in a lovely tone: "My ideal man is a world hero. One day, he will come to marry me on a rainbow cloud."

However, Percy didn’t even spare a glance at the screen. He continued to stare at Isabel’s profile, curled his lips, and smiled. His voice was mellow and pleasant: "I have seen the most wonderful Lady Purple Cloud in this world, and no one else can catch my eye."

"How is that possible? The only person who has ever played Lady Purple Cloud is Chloe Turner."

Percy remained silent.

Isabel continued to mumble uncertainly: "I really like this movie. I think it’s the most successful movie Charlie Vincent has ever made, even though it had such a low box office at the time and was only in theaters for three days before being taken off the screen."

Percy was still silent.

"However, several years later, it suddenly became popular overnight on a university forum, making Charlie Vincent..."

"Isabel, I’m sorry," Percy suddenly interrupted her.

Isabel was taken aback by his sudden apology. She turned her head and looked at Percy.

"Isabel, I’m sorry again," Percy repeated.

Only he knew that the first apology represented his mistrust of her back then. He should have believed that she had come to find him. He shouldn’t have overlooked investigating her situation because of his pride when he heard she had gone abroad to study.

The second apology was on behalf of their lost child. He did not break his promise on purpose.

Isabel forced a smile: "Why are you sorry to me...?"

Percy did not explain. He continued to look at Isabel earnestly, gazing at her for a long time before lowering his head and kissing her pensive forehead with deep affection: "Isabel, forget those unhappy things, let go of all the burdens weighing you down. Come to me and live a simple and happy life as a woman should."

There was no more beautiful love confession than this in time.

Isabel’s deepest dream was also nothing more than this.

To live a simple and happy life, as a woman should.

When did such an ordinary accomplishment become an unattainable dream for her?

At this moment, Isabel’s eyes were a bit sour and hot. She stared at Percy, opened her mouth, but couldn’t say anything.

Percy remained silent as well, looking as if he was reminiscing about some beautiful moments. His eyes became exceptionally gentle as he stared at Isabel, who hesitated to speak, and repeated the words she had said to him six years ago without any omission: "Classmate, hello, can you lend me your first kiss?"

Isabel was taken aback.

Percy continued with the second sentence, his tone as calm as usual: "Classmate, hello, can you lend me your first night?"

Isabel’s eyes widened.

Percy began to say the third sentence, his voice shaking slightly: "Classmate, hello, can you lend me your lifetime?"

Isabel was dumbfounded, and the bottom of her eyes churned with indescribable emotions.

However, it seemed as if Percy would never stop, as he calmly continued to ask, "The Isabel Smith who pestered me at Starhaven University, borrowed five dollars from me, played Lady Purple Cloud at the school gala, threw stones at me, followed me on Pedestrian Street, kissed me of her own accord and caused me to have an allergic reaction and go to the hospital, how much longer will it take for you to remember me?"

The words he uttered seemed to have only crossed a gap of six years, but to him, it felt like it had been an extremely distant and long thousand years.