After Betrayal: Lightning Marriage to Mr. Enigmatic-Chapter 145: Take the Initiative to Hug Him

"No."

Harry Hunter saw she was about to get angry, his icy demeanor quickly melting away, and reached out to grab Isabella Weaver’s hand: "But this is different, it’s not the same situation, you can’t compare them."

Isabella Weaver stepped back, avoiding his hand, and said coldly and distantly, "What’s different? The difference is that Cherry Lewis has an unusual relationship with you, you treat her like family, while my cousin is an outsider? Sorry, Miss Lewis is even more of an outsider to me!"

Harry Hunter sighed softly, their relationship that had been drawing closer seemed to have reverted to square one because of these matters, she wouldn’t even let him touch her hand.

He looked into Isabella Weaver’s eyes, his expression earnest: "She isn’t family, my relationship with her is nothing unusual, the engagement back then was arranged by the family. You are the one I chose myself. She won’t pose any threat to our relationship, unlike your cousin."

"What do you mean? Do you mean my cousin poses a threat to our relationship?"

Harry Hunter looked deeply into Isabella Weaver’s eyes, and spoke in a low voice: "Yes."

Isabella Weaver was shocked, did he know what he was saying?

He appeared so strong, with excellence in every aspect that seemed unattainable, yet he still felt insecure like this!

Her cousin was supremely intelligent but had numerous flaws. As for Harry Hunter, did he have any flaws?

At least Isabella Weaver couldn’t find any.

Harry Hunter slowly approached her, wrapping her in his embrace, his voice very low: "Let’s not fight, okay? Isabella, don’t leave me, I can solve all the problems; no one will bully you in the future."

Isabella Weaver buried her face in his chest, quietly retorting, "When did I say I wanted to leave you?"

"Didn’t you say last time you wanted to..." Divorce... Harry Hunter didn’t say those words out loud; he really disliked those words right now.

Isabella Weaver suddenly hugged Harry Hunter’s waist: "I think you’re pretty good, let’s just live like this."

This was her first time, outside of acting, voluntarily hugging Harry Hunter.

Hugging him felt so good, she suddenly understood why Harry Hunter always liked to hug her.

Isabella Weaver lifted her face from Harry Hunter’s chest and accusingly asked: "And who started the argument first? Was it you?"

Harry Hunter’s tone was gentle: "Yes, it was me, I was wrong."

His little wife finally took the initiative to hug him, all his coldness transformed into tenderness, longing to hold her in the palm of his hand.

With someone else, Isabella Weaver would never be this willful. She’s been indulged by Harry Hunter lately to the point of being unruly, asking like other girls do with their boyfriends, in a slightly coquettish tone: "Where did you go wrong?"

Harry Hunter replied earnestly: "I was wrong to be jealous, because my wife doesn’t like anyone else, she only likes me."

Isabella Weaver suddenly burst into laughter, but as she laughed, she inexplicably felt a bit of heartache.

Proud and strong as Harry Hunter was, he could still be jealous, how could she be worthy?

Such an ordinary, humble wild girl, the Weaver Family never treated her like a person, yet Harry Hunter treated her like a treasure, she herself felt terrified.

"Harry Hunter."

"Hmm?"

"I married you to escape a wedding."

"Hmm."

"I have no other thoughts about my cousin, otherwise I wouldn’t have escaped the wedding, my cousin is just my cousin."

Harry Hunter’s arms suddenly tightened: "I know."

"Then why do you react so strongly every time you see him?"

"Because you see him as a cousin, but he doesn’t just see you as a cousin. Someone’s trying to take my wife away, should I remain indifferent?"

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