Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 689 - 707: Go ahead and please Isabel Smith (10)

Chapter 689: Chapter 707: Go ahead and please Isabel Smith (10)

Isabel Smith gazed at Percy Stanton’s handsome face, close enough to touch, and was in awe. How lucky she must be, to express the love in her heart for the same man, after the passage of six years?

However, the man she expressed her love for showed no reaction after her two consecutive declarations of love. Isabel couldn’t help but frown, wondering why he showed no response to her straightforward confession.

Isabel was overcome with embarrassment. She couldn’t help but stretch out her hand, pushing Percy, using her wilfulness to cover up her shyness, "Hey, did you hear me? I said, I’m ready to love you."

Percy’s throat moved up and down, as he pursed his lips, still unable to speak. He just raised his hand, embracing Isabel tightly in his arms. His eyes, now hot and unable to open, completely closed after a while. Soon, scalding tears fell, sliding down and gently landing in the nape of Isabel’s neck.

Feeling the moisture, Isabel was taken aback for a second before coming to her senses.

She thought, deep down, this seemingly calm and unresponsive man must be stirred with emotion.

Seeing this, Isabel was also moved.

Thinking of his uneasiness and unpredictable mood in the past days, as well as his tearful eyes now, the last trace of shyness in Isabel’s heart disappeared. She gently rubbed her head against his chest and murmured his name: "Percy..."

"Hmm..." Percy’s voice trembled and grew hoarse. He hugged her tighter, took a careful but deep breath through his nose, but the moistness in the corner of his eyes grew more intense.

Finally, I’m with you... I’m glad I didn’t give up...

He had confessed his profound love for her many times before, but at this very moment, such deep affection couldn’t properly express his feelings. In the end, he just lowered his head and leaned to kiss her forehead.

His emotions were unsteady, making his kisses sometimes fierce as a wild beast, and sometimes gentle as a warm spring breeze.

It took a long time for them to break the passionate kiss, but he still held her in his arms tightly.

With a rosy hue on her face, Isabel was slightly out of breath. After a while, she whispered, "Percy, I have two things to give you."

Percy looked at her suspiciously and pulled her a little farther. Looking into her eyes, he asked, "What are they?"

Isabel struggled out of Percy’s embrace, climbed off the bed, walked to the clothes hanger beside her, picked up her bag, and went to Raymond Thompson’s bed, covering him with the quilt that had been kicked off. Then she returned to Percy, handed him the bag, and said, "Here, it’s all in this bag."

Percy looked at Isabel for a moment and then opened the bag himself. Seeing the many documents inside, he picked them up and glanced through them. It was all the evidence that Isabel had planned to use to turn herself in, leaving him perplexed. "Why are you giving these to me, Isabel?"

Isabel made herself comfortable in Percy’s arms and then slowly said, "Percy, I won’t turn myself in now. I have only these two pieces of evidence of the business crimes committed by me and Sebastian Smith. I’m giving them all to you to deal with now. I just want you to be able to heal your wounds without worries and be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible."

Thinking of her change of heart about her parents’ blood feud, Isabel’s mood was still slightly fluctuating, "My parents’ death happened six years ago. Even though I know Sebastian Smith and his family deliberately murdered them, there’s no evidence. Besides, I don’t even know where the perpetrator is now. Even if we find him six years later, he won’t admit it. That’s why I wanted to use myself as bait, holding onto evidence of Sebastian Smith’s business crimes, so I could send him to prison."