Loveless Marriage

Chapter 115 Bad Temper

Isabella unconsciously turned her head to look in the distance, but she saw nothing.

Suddenly, Christian's face appeared in her mind.

Did he return to Leeds today?

But instantly, she came to her senses.

Where he went had nothing to do with her.

The surgery ended at 4pm. As soon as the lights in the room were turned down, Isabella and Diana

quickly stood up and walked over.

They anxiously asked the doctor, "Doctor, how is my father now?"

The doctor took off his mask and said: "The operation was successful. but whether or not he would fully

recover depends on his situation after he wakes up. I'll give a proof over to the prison."

Isabella gratefully nodded, "Thank you so much, doctor."

Finally relieved, Diana was extremely excited as well.

Luke smiled. He carried the sleeping Rachel and comforted her: "He's gonna be fine. You guys go rest

for a while. I'll stay here."

"I'm not that sleepy. I'll rest after settle my dad down."

As she said, Tristan was pushed out of the operation room.

His face was as pale as his hair.

Isabella's heart ached. She anxiously walked over with Diana.

After arranging everything well, it was already dark.

Looking at Rachel who was still sleeping on bed, she felt a bit guilty. Then she said: "Luke, sorry that I

let you stay here all day. You can go home now, and I'll treat you some other day."

Looking at her tiredness, Luke didn't reply. He suddenly pulled her on to a chair.

"Ah," Isabella was shocked. She subconsciously wanted to get up from the chair.

Luke pressed her down again, and then gentle kneaded her temple: "Relax, your body is already at its

limit. If you don't rest well, you may not be able to work later on. I know that you can't sleep now, but at

least take a nap."

Not knowing how to refuse, she could only ask hesitantly: "Luke, you even know how to do this?"

Luke stood behind her, his finger strength coming in light or heavy sometimes, as he teased: "Having

been working in office all year round, naturally I trained such skills."

Isabella smiled, "Thank you, Luke."

She indeed was really tired, so she didn't refuse. She leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes.

After Christian finished his work, he walked to the ward door and unintentionally saw the scene.

Isabella leaned back in her chair, with her eyes closed as if she was asleep. She let Luke behind her

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It was just a warm while eye-piercing scene.

Christian's face darkened. he stayed still until Luke noticed him. Then he smiled, "Luke is even more

useful than those doctors. Within such a short time, she's fell asleep now.

Looking at him, Luke didn't stop. He laughed in a low voice: "She was just worried about the surgery

then. Now it has been over, and she is finally relieved a bit. So naturally she fell asleep."

Christian glanced at Isabella who was sleeping. Her fair face made her look especially flirtatious. In the

end, he didn't wake her up but only asked, "Have you eaten yet, Mr. Allen?"

Luke naturally retracted his hand and smiled, "Not yet. Are you going to treat me, Mr. Miller?"

"It's my pleasure."

In a restaurant beside the hospital, two men sat opposite from each other. Their handsome face and

extraordinary temperament attracted much attention.

After ordering a table of dishes, Christian said to the waiter, "A wine, please."

"No need." Luke said politely: "I need to drive later, so I can't drink."

Christian smiled, "I'm not a woman. I have no interest in drinking you up. At least drink some, and I'll let

someone send you back."

Luke's face stiffened as he looked at Christian meaningfully, "You're really considerate, Mr. Miller."

"Considerate?" Christian took the wine brought up by the waiter, poured half a glass for Luke, then half

a glass himself.

"It seems you're not the only one who knows how to be considerate, Mr. Allen."

Luke, "..."

"You're just treating me to dinner?"

This was clearly a love rival meeting.

Christian shook his glass, "Isabella has no time right now. So of course I'll treat you."

"As her ex-husband, you're really competent. I wonder if she will accept your kindness." Luke took a

sip, blocking the emotions in his eyes.

Christian shook his head. His eyes were calm and deep as usual, "Luke can just accept this."

Luke's hands halted as he raised her head to look at him. His gentle eyes were somewhat dark, "Mr.

Miller, I thought I've already made things clear. Forcing her would only embarrass her and make her

more trouble. Why do you even do this?"

"That's only between me and her. Do you think she even needs your tolerance and gentleness? It

seems like you don't understand her either. She only want someone like you when she's tired, but it

doesn't mean that she would always be like this. You may not know her bad temper.

Christian's tone was very casual, as if he was persuading him, but also chatting with a friend.

He knew Isabella's personality, she was as stubborn as a rock. She wouldn't easily yield. When she

met difficulties, she would suddenly shoot out two thorns, which caught people off-guard.