Loveless Marriage
Chapter199 How Will Your Wife Think Of It

"I'm on a hurry trip, so I don't want to disturb you this time."

Christian slowly walked over with a slightly lazy expression, as his gaze landed on Isabella, "Isn't this Miss Jones of Benton Technology?"

Isabella rolled her eyes in her heart. "What an actor." She thought.

But on the surface, she still had to courteously greet him, "Good day, Mr. Miller."

Shawn's eyes flashed and told his secretary, "Cindy, take her to change clothes first."

"Oh, okay." the secretary nodded and looked at Isabella, "Miss Jones, follow me."

"Ugh... no need. Mr. Simons, Mr. Miller, I think you two should have something to talk about. I'll go to the opposite room, and you guys go ahead. " Isabella said. It was unknown if it was because Christian had let her feel safer, but she suddenly felt more confident.

"John!" With that, she looked at John. With clothes still in her embrace, she lifted the curtain and went to the opposite room.

Cindy froze, and she carefully looked at Shawn.

Shawn was silent for two seconds, then waved his hand, "You should go too. Take care of them."

"Okay, Mr. Simons."

Christian also glanced at Steven, "You go over too."

"Yes."

Soon, only two men remained in the room.

Shawn smiled, "Mr. Miller, do you want something to eat?"

Christian raised his hand and undid the buttons on his suit at a casual pace. His handsome figure was stable and reserved, and his eyes drooped slightly, covering all the emotions in his eyes. He smiled faintly "I haven't eaten dinner yet, so yes, I would like to have some."

Seeing that he had unceremoniously sat down, Shawn frowned, then smiled, "Do you come to London for work, or just for some person, Mr. Miller?"

Christian didn't even raise his head to look at him, and instead seemed to be seriously admiring the dishes in front of him, as he indifferently replied, "Both, actually."

Compared to Shawn's current deep state, Christian was even more composed, even his speech had a hint of laziness, without any passion or seriousness.

Shawn poured a glass of wine that the restaurant owner had given him anew. He shifted his gaze and looked at him, then said slowly, "Speaking of person, I suddenly realised that every time I'm with Miss Jones, I can always meet you as well, Mr. Miller. It's really strange. Those that don't know might think that she has some sort relationship with you."

Christian picked up the small wine glass and clinked it with Shawn's, drinking up the wine and placing the glass down. Then he calmly said, "Ah, you mentioned it. It seems that your attitude towards this little manager is quite special. There are so many executives in a company, but not many people can make you personally treat her on dinner. What virtue or ability does she have? Or perhaps, have forgotten abou your wife, Mr. Simons?"

The casual sentence caused Shawn's calm expression to abruptly change. A dark gloom even surged out from the bottom of his eyes as he spoke word by word. "You investigated me?"

Few people knew about his marriage.

Christian poured himself another glass of wine, and leisurely said, "You're not the only one who can investigate people."

Shawn suddenly narrowed his eyes. He looked at Christian and asked in a deep voice, "What are you trying to say?"

Christian finally raised his face and looked directly at him. His eyes that were as deep as an abyss were filled with cold ridicule, "There are all sorts of business methods, and you've also seen quite a few. The reason why you spent so much effort to do all these things is only to target me. Since you've already known everything, why are you still testing me?"

Shawn studied him for a few seconds, then suddenly let out a low laugh, "Just because you were afraid that I would do something to her, you want to make things clear to me now? Mr. Miller, this is unlike you.

"It seems that you don't know me very well." Christian raised his eyebrows, his tone remained calm.

Shawn's gaze suddenly became indifferent. He causally picked up a piece of meat and placed it in his mouth, "Our industry is like a battlefield, I am only looking for my opponent's weakness. If you think it's a bit evil, you can use the same method."

Christian put down his chopsticks, supported his chin with one hand, and revealed a shallow smile, "If your wife heard these words, I wonder how she would think of it."

Shawn's expression turned gloomy.

Christian continued, "the Green's Group is still stably developing. If your marriage breaks down, you probably won't be able to reap any benefits from her. I believe in Sarah Green's character and talent." If Sarah was going to hate Christian because of Shawn, then she could completely use the power of Green's and Fantasy's to defeat Polygon.

Shawn's face clouded over more, with his entire body releasing a dark aura.

Isabella who was seated opposite him had no appetite to eat. She was not worried about Christian. But with Shawn's shrewdness, he must have guessed why Christian would suddenly appear here. Isabella did not know what she should do right now. She could only think about how to persuade Mr. Smith to give up their cooperation with Fantasy when she returned to Brighton tomorrow. Moreover, this cooperation had no benefits.

After an unknown amount of time, the two men inside finally came out. Isabella was almost done eating. Seeing them, she stood up immediately, saying, "Mr. Simons, I think I still need to change the project plan a bit, and I'll send it for you to see after I'm done."

"There's no need. I think this is enough. Just go to my company tomorrow and get the materials." Shawn directly made a decision.

"Huh?" Isabella was startled. She said that just now to purposely delay time. Why did he ... agree without hesitation?

She frowned in confusion, and subconsciously looked at Christian.

"Looks like Mr. Miller feels that your company is not too bad. Since he's agreed to it, then go to Fantasy tomorrow." Christian smiled at her. His gaze was so gentle that it was undisguised, causing Isabella's eyelids to twitch quickly.

He... what are they ...?

Shawn did not explain any further. He smiled at her meaningfully, then left with his secretary.

Isabella hadn't gone back to her senses for a long time, in the end, she looked at Christian with doubt.

Christian smiled and ordered Steven, "Go drive the car over here first."

Steven nodded, "OK."

John tactfully followed.

After she left, Christian immediately took off her jacket and tightly wrapped his suit around her before buttoning up the buttons with considerate care. Afterward, he walked outside with her in her arms, "I'll tell you after we get out of here."

Isabella's heart and body warmed up. Her heart was at ease, and she obediently followed him as he left.

Sitting in the car, due to John's presence, although Isabella was suspicious, she did not ask.

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Seeing that she was sitting a little far from him, Christian couldn't help but reach out to pull her back into his embrace and kiss her hair. And the dim light covered all his expression in her eyes. Isabella felt that someone was around, so she embarrassingly pushed him a few times and gritted her teeth while whispering into his ear, "Can you hold it in a bit, there's still someone else here."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐