Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 471 - 487: You Promised I Still Have You (29)

Chapter 471: Chapter 487: You Promised I Still Have You (29)

His voice was so light when he asked her, so light that she could hear the heavy sadness in his tone.

Isabel Smith’s nose turned sour again, not knowing how to answer his question, and she involuntarily turned her head away, not looking at Percy Stanton again.

Percy reached out and pinched Isabel’s chin, turning her head back forcefully. Staring into her eyes, he said with certainty, "You don’t like George Vincent, and you don’t want this wedding, do you?"

In fact, he didn’t know where his certainty came from, but he just felt it intuitively.

It seemed to him that Isabel Smith didn’t really want to get married willingly.

With one sentence, Percy laid bare all the thoughts hidden in Isabel’s heart. Her fingers trembled slightly, and she clenched her fist desperately, but still couldn’t withstand the surging emotions inside.

She had once experienced the most beautiful and touching first love, even though it was only a brief encounter.

Later, she also experienced the most painful situation in the world.

She thought she had already become heartbroken.

However, with her reunion with Percy, she found that her heart had always been restless.

He was attentive and caring, saved her at the brink of life and death, and offered her the life she had always longed for.

Although that night, the loss of her child was beyond description, and she couldn’t reach him on the phone, she still believed he didn’t deceive her, and his feelings for her weren’t just a whim.

But, as the old saying goes, before she was the Isabel who loved Percy, she was first her parents’ daughter, the mother of a missing child.

Rationality and emotion constantly entangled within Isabel’s body.

She began to ache all over, her body trembling slightly, as she told herself to choose reason.

But how could she be rational?

Isabel struggled in her heart for a long time before looking at Percy. She gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and the pain from her nails digging into her palms helped her to stay calm. Looking back at Percy, she said, "... No, I do want this wedding."

As for the words, "I do like George Vincent" - she couldn’t say them no matter what.

"Isabel..." After hearing her words, Percy called her name and looked at her deeply for a long time. Eventually, he lifted his hand and gently stroked her long hair, tenderly protecting her. "How could there be such an annoying young miss in this world, even her words are insincere."

Hearing those words, tears almost fell from Isabel’s eyes again.

She knew that now, she should try to smile and tell Percy that she didn’t lie.

But the man still stroked her hair, movements warm like the love she’d received from her father when she was young, nestled in his arms.

How could he continue to treat her so well? He should be angry, turn away and leave, especially since she said she wanted to get married willingly.

Doesn’t he know that if he keeps going like this, she will become weaker and weaker?

After much turmoil in her heart, Isabel looked at Percy and asked, "Do you really love me that much?"

"Yes." The moment Isabel finished speaking, Percy’s voice followed immediately, without any hesitation and without even thinking about it.

Isabel didn’t expect him to agree so quickly, and she became a little flustered. For a long while, she finally said softly, "But...I don’t want to be a stepmother."

Isabel didn’t know whether saying these words was torturing Percy or herself.

Hearing this, Percy felt as if his chest was being scorched with hot water, the unbearable pain eventually numbing his nerves.

He stared rigidly at Isabel, feeling as if his breath was twisted together, unable to exhale for a long time.