Hmm.
Julian really thought that just now Isabella hit him on the nose because she was trying to cover up her real feelings for him.
See?
Look at Isabella now, she's so sweet to him.
Maybe this is like first giving you a slap, then feeding you a sweet date?
Julian relishes it.
Deep down, he even hopes for a few more slaps like this.
You know, opportunities where Isabella shows him this kind of proactive care are really rare...
With Isabella's help, and also because Graham's natural constitution is good, his nosebleed stopped quickly.
However, his originally clean clothes were stained with blood, glaring under the sunlight.
It didn't quite match his original domineering and suave demeanor.
Seeing the situation.
Freya suggested, "How about we go to my place? It's not far from Phoenix City. Marco's clothes are there, Julian can change into them."
"Thank you, superstar."
Julian readily agreed, reached out, holding Isabella's hand, and said gently, "You sit in my car."
