Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife-Chapter 607 - 625: Shen Shen, can I pursue you? (8)

Isabel Smith couldn’t help but raise her hand, trying hard to pry open Percy Stanton’s hand.

"Isabel, are you shy?" Percy laughed quietly, quickly pulling the woman who was about to lose her temper into his arms, holding her tight. Lowering his head, he sniffed her fragrant hair deeply, putting away all playfulness, and murmured with a touch of melancholy, "Isabel, don’t move, let me just hold you."

Isabel’s struggling stopped all at once.

He stood on the bustling Main Street, holding her quietly like that for a long time. He then tilted his head, rubbing against her hair, pressing her forcefully into his embrace. It was as if he wanted to knead her into his bones and blood.

He murmured in her ear as if speaking to himself.

"Isabel, you have no idea how long I’ve waited for you to be jealous for me."

"You have no idea how happy I am now. I feel like in this life, I could die without regrets."

Percy kissed her hair, his eyes entwined and affectionate, "You say I’m a flirt, enchanting everyone, causing harm to the world... actually, I don’t want that. I’m not interested in those bees and butterflies, or the world. Only you are in my thoughts."

On the busy highway, amidst the sound of cars, horn honks, footsteps, talking, street vendors, and advertisements... various and disordered noises buzzed around.

Yet, at that moment, Isabel felt as if she had fallen into a serene and comfortable world.

In that world, there were only her and Percy.

Her body, nestled in his embrace, gradually softened.

Then she heard a melodious voice, like a ballad, echoing in her ears through thousands of rivers and mountains. It reached deep into her heart.

"Isabel, the happiest thing in this life, even if I were a heartthrob, is to only be enthralled by you."

In that instant, Isabel clearly heard her heartbeat, trembling and throbbing.

The warmth surrounding her was from Percy.

In his embrace, she suddenly let go of all her burdens, stress, and heaviness. She leaned her head gently on his shoulder and raised her hand to embrace him back.

Percy held her arm and slowly became silent.

The two embraced for a long time.

People around them came and went in waves, yet they showed no signs of letting go.

Passersby occasionally turned their heads to glance at them.

It was unknown how long it took before Percy slightly let go of Isabel. He lowered his head, his beautiful eyes sparkling with a sacred light, gazed into her eyes, the magnetic and bewitching tone in his voice, "Isabel... I truly love you."

How many times would one be told "I love you" by someone in a lifetime, Isabel didn’t know. But Percy’s words, "I truly love you," struck the softest part of her heart.

Her vision suddenly became blurred.

Percy softly raised his fingertips, lightly caressing her cheeks, quietly staring at her face. His breathing growing heavier and more rapid.

He couldn’t help but lower his head, slowly approaching her face. He stared at her moist, rosy lips for a moment before pressing forward and gently covering them, as he lightly tasted and then deeply kissed them.

Although it wasn’t their first kiss, Percy found his whole body trembling. Even the fingertips holding her hand trembled violently.

Even his lips shivered.

He tasted her lips inch by inch before pausing, and he gently opened his eyes to look at her close-up face, her glossy black eyes. "...Isabel, I want to do something bad," he said.

Isabel knew what he meant by those words.