Loveless Marriage

Chapter 26  I Don’t Want Go There with My Ex-Husband

Suddenly, the car suddenly stopped. Isabella sat up and looked outside, then she heard Christian in

front of her said, "Get off."

"Have we arrived the hotel?"

Without saying anything, Christian just unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car.

Knowing what kind of person he was, Isabella didn't consider or ask too much. She just opened the car

door and got off.

There was a restaurant in front of her.

The man looked as if he was about to enter it. Isabella was stunned and blurted out, "I've already had

dinner."

He glanced at her strangely. "But I haven't yet."

Isabella immediately smiled awkwardly, "Then I'll wait for you in the car. You can go in."

Christian stood still, looked at her as he smiled deeply, "Isabella, we divorced in a peace way, didn't

we? I don't owe you, neither do you. Do you have to hide from me like that?"

"..."

Isabella's expression stiffened even more. Her fingers clenched unconsciously and there was a trace of

guilt in her eyes. She then said, "No, I'm not hiding. I just don't want to cause any unnecessary

misunderstandings."

"Misunderstandings?" The man laughed in a low voice. His magnetic voice sounded pleasant and

deep, "Are you afraid that to Luke will misunderstand? Haven’t he already known that you were with

me now? Would we even have an affair just by eating a simple dinner? And what do you think I can do

to a pregnant woman?"

With her lips pursed tightly, Isabela was unable to refute his words.

The man then walked straight into the restaurant.

And Isabella could only follow.

Well, it was just a meal!

He was right. Why did she act as if she had a guilty conscience since she didn’t owe him anything?

Sitting by the table, Isabella was slightly shocked as she watched the man communicate fluently with

the waiter.

She hadn’t known that he was so good at Japanese.

But thinking that he was the CEO of the Polygon Group, she felt it was nothing strange.

Running a large company at such a young age was never easy. It was just ironic that she knew nothing

about him when they were still married, but after the divorce, these things were exposed to her

inexplicably.

It seemed that she shouldn’t be with him from the very beginning.

After Christian had ordered his dishes, he turned back and saw her staring at him in a daze. He asked

blandly, "What do you like?"

Isabella suddenly came back to herself, "Me? Uh, I’m okay. I ate a lot in the afternoon, so I'm not so

hungry now."

Christian then ordered her a vegetable porridge.

When the porridge was placed in front of Isabella, she frowned: "I already said that I'm not hungry. Why

you still ordered me this?"

Without raising his head, Christian picked up the tableware and said, "I don't have to abuse a pregnant

woman, whether you’re my ex-wife or not. Have some. If you’re not into the taste, then don't."

Knowing that pregnant women tended to be very picky, he didn't force her to eat. He only ordered the

one with light taste in case she may vomit.

Isabella didn't know what to say. Christian had a very calm tone of voice from the start to end, neither

cold nor hot. Maybe he was just trying to take care of a pregnant woman, and it would be too

unreasonable if she continued to put on expression.

Looking at the tasteful porridge in front of her, Isabella did not say another word. Instead, she picked up

the spoon and started eating.

The two people ate quietly. Suddenly, Isabella's face changed. She stood up and covered her mouth,

then rushed away.

"Isabella!" The man's face darkened. He dropped his knife and fork, and quickly ran after her.

Isabella did not go far as she couldn’t endure it any longer. She stood in the corridor and threw up into

a trash can, looking painful.

There was a complex expression flashed on Christian’s face. He paused for a moment, then he raised

his hand and lightly patted her back, "How do you feel now?"

She ate too much in the afternoon, and she vomited even until her tears came out.

Standing behind her, Christian frowned even more tightly. He felt heartache for some reason.

Just then, two ladies wearing kimono walked past. Looking at Isabella who was still in pain, they asked

Christian kindly, "Sir, how can you let wife drink so much?"

Christian didn’t explain, but only nodded apologetically, saying: "Sorry, she's pregnant."

"Whoops, pregnant?" Hearing this, the two ladies was surprised. They looked at Isabella who was still

vomiting and laughed, "She vomited so badly, so the baby should be three months. It's really a happy

thing."

Another lady also nodded, then patted Christian, "Take good care of your wife."

Looking at the two ladies' back, Christian's deep eyes became sharp slowly.

Three months? This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

According to what she had said before, the baby was now no more than two months. If it was three

months, then the father...?

Christian then suddenly bent over and carried Isabella as he said in a deep voice, "Let’s go to the

hospital."

Isabella did not understand pay attention to what he talked with the ladies just now, nor did she

understand. Being frightened by his actions, her face became even paler, and she growled, "Why are

we going to the hospital? Put me down! "

Her plan would be exposed If she went to the hospital. She wasn't that stupid.

"You vomit so much and we need to see a doctor." The man said simply, without revealing his

suspicion.

”Isabella panicked and kept pushing him with her hands, saying:"Are you insane… This … This is a

normal pregnant reaction, okay? Besides, I know my own body, so put me down right now."

Why hadn’t she found that this man was so bully before?

She took a deep breath, then added, "And it shouldn’t be you who take me to the gynecology and

obstetrics, as you’re my ex-husband."

She emphasized on word "ex-husband" to remind him of his identity.

To any man, these words were undoubtedly the most hurtful, including Christian. His expression

became extremely sullen and dark.

Isabella's trembled slightly. She put her arms around his neck tightly in fear, wondering whether he

would be so angry that drop her to the ground.

Christian, of course, would not do that, but he tried his best to restrain emotions.

After a while, his tone regained its calmness. "I'll take you back to the hotel."

"You're not eating?" Isabella blurted.

Christian glanced at her and she immediately shut up.

Yeah, in this kind of situation, no one was in the mood to eat.

Without saying a word, he put her into the car and drove to the hotel. The atmosphere in the car was

weird as well.

Isabella's heart was in like a mess.