Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife-Chapter 28 - 31 Memories from Six Years Ago (2)
Chapter 28 -31: Memories from Six Years Ago (2)
Chapter 28 -31: Memories from Six Years Ago (2)
Isabel Smith hadn’t reacted to what he was planning to do when a taxi slowly stopped beside them.
The next second, Isabel was hoisted in the air by Percy Stanton, who carried her to the car door in a few strides. He held her body with one hand and opened the taxi door with the other.
Fearing that Percy might not be able to hold her steady with one hand, Isabel instinctively spread her arms and tightly wrapped them around Percy’s neck.
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Percy’s cold face softened due to this small gesture, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips. He bent down and gently placed Isabel inside the car, then followed in after her.
Isabel reported the address to the taxi driver, and the car fell silent.
She turned her head and gazed at the glass lamp lights outside the window, a wave of melancholy rising in her heart. She had thought that Henry Maxwell once liked her, and that it would be much easier for her to cooperate between the Smith Corporation and Maxwell Group than hiring Percy. However, who would have thought that Henry Maxwell would be a wolf in sheep’s clothing? After going around in circles, it seemed that she had returned to square one and still needed Percy’s help… It’s just that this man was not so easy to deal with…
With that thought, Isabel pursed her lips and glanced at Percy.
Percy was leaning against the car seat with an indifferent posture. The colorful, chaotic neon lights that occasionally flashed across his dazzling features miraculously softened his appearance.
With his eyes gently closed, as if to rest, his anger was gone, making his eyes and brows appear clean and handsome, friendlier than before.
As she continued to stare at Percy, Isabel couldn’t help but frown. For some reason, she suddenly saw a familiar feeling in him.
She couldn’t help but frown, and for some reason, a sense of familiarity emerged from him.
She felt as though she had met this man somewhere, sometime before.
Isabel stared at Percy’s face for a long while but still found it hard to recall a memory.
Percy seemed to notice Isabel’s gaze and slowly opened his eyes. He turned his head and met her gaze.
Isabel maintained eye contact with Percy, still somewhat puzzled.
Percy found her gaze somewhat baffling, furrowed his brows, and asked flatly, “What are you looking at?”
Being caught staring at a man for so long seemed a bit embarrassing… Isabel shook her head, raised her chin, and turned her head proudly, looking straight ahead and saying, “Nothing!”
Percy stared at Isabel’s profile, his gaze not moving.
Feeling a bit uncomfortable under Percy’s gaze, Isabel simply turned her head and showed him the back of her head.
Finally, Percy slowly looked away.
After a while, Isabel couldn’t resist turning around once more and asked Percy uncertainly, “Have we… met somewhere before?”
At her words, Percy’s eyes lit up. Did she remember?
Percy looked into Isabel’s eyes but said nothing.
“But I don’t have anyone named Percy Stanton in my memory…” Isabel tilted her head, deep in thought. After a while, she mumbled to herself, “Besides, even if I forgot your name, you’re so handsome, I should at least remember you…”
As soon as Isabel stopped talking, Percy’s face and eyes immediately darkened.
“Remember?” He forced the word out through his nose, each syllable filled with mockery and even some sharpness. “You don’t want to remember!”
Confronted with Percy’s sarcastic tone, Isabel didn’t seem to care. She pursed her lips and remained silent, simply turning her head back to look out the window.
