Isabella Lindsey felt a sudden warmth in her heart.
Isn't this nitpicking man kind of cute?
But when she thought of Ruth Upperton's face that was even more bitter than a bitter melon, she couldn't help but sympathize, persuading, "But she has changed a lot. I think we should give her a chance and not hold on to her dark past."
"Honey, you're so generous and I'm so petty, are we really a good match?"
Julian Johnsons had a hidden agenda, teasing with a hint of pride, "How about... we break up?"
"Break up my foot, you big-headed ghost!"
In an instant, Isabella Lindsey channeled her inner Queen, flicking his forehead playfully, "Do you think we're just some dating couple? Once we're married, breaking up is not an option."
"Then... how about we get divorced?" Julian couldn't help but laugh to the point of almost injuring himself internally.
To have a wife this devoted, he wouldn't want a pile of them.
Oh, no, one Isabella Lindsey is more than enough...
"Not a chance."
