After Betrayal: Lightning Marriage to Mr. Enigmatic-Chapter 24: Mr. Hunter, Hold Me Gently

Connor was the only one still having that smiley face, familiar folks might notice that he seemed even happier than usual.

He loudly called out, "Today is a special day for our Young Master! Everyone, let’s not leave until we’re drunk! Waiter, don’t just stand there, bring the wine! And whatever there is to eat and drink, bring it over, our Young Master is loaded!"

The crowd finally had an excuse to move forward, and they all raised their glasses, "Congratulations, Young Master Hunter! Congrats congrats!"

The atmosphere, whether genuine or not, became lively again. After entertaining for a while, Isabella Weaver felt the show was over, and she should take her leave.

However, as soon as she moved a little, Harry Hunter pulled her into an embrace, "Where are you going?"

"Isn’t it over?"

"No, everything is just beginning."

"But I still have work to do."

"You don’t need to work as a waitress tonight; your job tonight is to accompany me, I’ll talk to the club."

Isabella felt something was off, but after thinking for a while, she couldn’t figure it out.

She took off the ring, "Here, take this back."

Harry took it and put it back on her, saying calmly, "I, Harry Hunter, never take back what I’ve given. If you don’t like it, just throw it away, no need to give it back to me."

Isabella looked at the ring on her finger; the diamond was dazzlingly bright, but the platinum band had slight wear and tear, obviously not new.

On a whim, she blurted out, "Was this ring originally hers?"

"Who? Cherry Lewis?"

"Yes."

"No," Harry gently caressed the diamond ring on Isabella’s finger, "it was my mother’s, she especially left it for her daughter-in-law before she passed away."

The answer was unexpected, and suddenly, Isabella felt the ring on her finger weighed a thousand pounds!

She wanted to take the ring off again, "This is too precious, I can’t take it!"

Harry held her hand, wrapping her whole body in his arms, whispering in her ear, "I think it suits you well, so just keep wearing it!"

"But..."

"What, do you want my mom to come persuade you herself?"

"No no no!"

Just now it was like a romance movie, how did it suddenly steer towards a horror film?

Director Hunter is being so willful!

Isabella quieted down, when she wasn’t speaking, her senses became sharper, she could feel the strength of Harry’s hand, smell the faint pine scent on him, she could even feel his heartbeat.

Were they...

Standing too close to each other?

The leading lady had left, why was the leading man still acting so seriously?

"Mr. Hunter."

"Hmm?"

"Hold me a bit lighter."

Isabella’s hand pressed against Harry’s chest, "You’re holding too tight, my waist hurts a bit."

"Really? How about this?" Harry loosened a bit.

"Still a bit tight."

"This?" Harry loosened up a bit more.

"Still tight."

Harry suddenly laughed, he finally saw through her, she simply didn’t want him to hold her, as long as his hand was around her, she’d find it tight.

He tightened his arms again, pulling Isabella right onto his lap.

Isabella was a bit flustered, "Mr. Hunter!"

"Hmm."

Harry responded softly, feeling that holding her like this was more comfortable, "What would you like to drink? How about red wine? The best wine at Royalton Club isn’t from France, but brewed by themselves, using the finest grapes, the taste is superb and leaves a lingering aroma, but it’s quite intoxicating. Do you want some?"

"No!"

Sitting on the man’s lap, with her waist held tightly, was beyond Isabella’s comfort zone!