Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 641 - 659: Clever Counterattack of the Cute Baby (2)

Chapter 641: Chapter 659: Clever Counterattack of the Cute Baby (2)

He really wanted to tell her, "Hand your hatred over to me, let me carry out your revenge." But he just couldn’t bring himself to say it.

In her heart, she never considered relying on him.

It was always him who took the initiative to give, to push, and then deceive her into accepting.

He felt, all at once, truly tired.

To hold on for so long, until now, to let go now, he really was reluctant... but what other choice did he have?

Percy Stanton slowly closed his eyes, his tone flat and devoid of emotion, "Isabel, is this really what you want?"

Isabel Smith bit her lip, saying nothing.

Her expression was enough to let him know what was in her heart.

"As you wish..."

He had only said these few words, but Isabel felt her heart quiet as if it stopped beating.

So, he had finally let go. Was she happy then?

However, she felt even more distressed.

Isabel’s hand quietly clenched into a fist, she seemed to lose all her senses. She just maintained her stiff posture, standing in front of Percy Stanton.

But then, the next second, Percy’s voice became firm and determined, "... who is going to do as I wish?"

"Isabel Smith, I’m truly sorry, but I can’t do it. I can’t let go of a woman I loved for more than six years."

"Your wellbeing is not up to you to decide, it’s up to me."

"Whether you’re good enough for me, isn’t up to you, or anyone else, it’s up to me."

"Isabel Smith, listen well, from the moment I met you again, I had decided, I want to love you without letting go, I had decided, you are my woman, and I want to ensure that, in your heart, there would only be me."

"Who dares to obstruct me, I will slay Gods and kill Buddhas, even if it’s you, Isabel Smith, I will not easily give up!"

Percy suddenly reached out, grabbed Isabel’s shoulders, pulling her in front of him. He stared into her eyes, his voice filled with resolve. "... Before I have been too lenient with you, always respected your choices, this time, I’ll make the choice for you."

If it’s going to hurt either way, then let’s hurt together.

Percy’s demeanor, suddenly softens, his voice turned gentle, "If you really want this, then let me turn myself in for you, let me be Timothy Howard, let me go to jail for you while you wait for me outside."

Even before his words fell, his determination was clear in his eyes.

He quietly watched her face; he never had such a serious look on his face while looking at her before.

Involuntarily, Isabel’s throat tightened at his words, she heard Percy voice once more, whispering softly: "All this while, I watched you leave me, you reject me, this time, it’s your turn to watch me leave you."

Isabel could tell that Percy wasn’t joking. She shook her head subconsciously and said, "Percy, I don’t need you to interfere in my matters; I will take revenge for my parents."

Even now, she is unwilling to rely on him, refuses to let him help.

Was she the only one in her world?

For all matters, she had to brace herself and never ask for help.

With a helpless smile, Percy said, "I’m doing this not for your gratitude or your sympathy. I just want you to feel guilt, so that when I get out of prison, you would have no choice but to follow me, isn’t it?"

After finishing his words, Percy nodded to himself, took two steps back, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a number, to Tony Williams.

Tony received the call and arrived in less than twenty minutes. Seeing Percy and Isabel looking gloomy, he too became nervous. He tread lightly to Percy and called out, "Mr. Stanton."