Chapter 147 Did You Admit The Wrong Person?
Early the next morning.
Isabella was about to go out when she heard Myra say, “Ms. Young. Matthew has been waiting for you for two
consecutive nights.”
Isabella was a little surprised, “He’s back?”
“Yes. he rushed back to meet you after finishing all his affairs abroad, but you left early and returned late these two
days, so we didn’t see you.”
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Having said that, Myra asked gently, “Can you go home for dinner tonight?”
But Isabella remembered that she had to supplement Kennedy’s professional knowledge after get off work, “It’s
after dinner, I try to go as early as possible.”
“Good!” Myra laughed, “He must be very happy to see you.”
Isabella has been very busy these two days, allowing Cecilia to take advantage of the loopholes and has been
courting Matthew…
Isabella walked out the gate and saw Benjamin standing next to the car on the phone in the distance.
His figure is slender and tall, his temperament is clear and elegant, and his every move exudes an incomparable
nobility.
When Isabella approached, I heard him say: “Well, go in the afternoon.”
After finishing the call. Benjamin opened the door of the passenger seat for her, and the aura in his whole body
softened naturally. “Have you had breakfast?”
“Hmm.” Isabella raised her eyes and asked, “What’s up this afternoon?”
“There is a temporary situation, and I have to go abroad.” Benjamin leaned over to fasten her seat belt for her,
“Come back tomorrow afternoon, during this time, you have to take good care of yourself.”
“I’m not a three-year-old.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBenjamin raised his eyebrows slightly, “I’ll be back as soon as I’m done.”
“Um.”
“Eat three meals a day on time, don’t just focus on work and disregard your health.” Benjamin reminded while
driving. “Be careful on the way to and from get off work. If there is anything wrong, call me as soon as possible…’
“You’ve only been there for a day…” Isabella knew that this man couldn’t let her go, “Don’t worry, I’ll take good
care of myself.”
Hearing what she said. Benjamin’s Mo Tong softened, “The bag next to it is for you, open it and have a look.”
Isabella opened it and saw that there were not only some things for the menstrual period, but also hot water
bottles, belly warmers, snacks and so on.
Benjamin didn’t know when her period would come, and was worried that she had just returned to the Logan
family, and the Logan family didn’t prepare these for her.
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“If it doesn’t work, I’ll prepare something else for you.”
Isabella naturally knew what he was referring to, and her face was a
little hot.
After sending Isabella to the vicinity of the company, Benjamin opened the car door and hugged her reluctantly,
“The flowers are all planted, I will take you to see them when I come back.”
“good.”
“Tomorrow’s competition, just try your best, don’t put too much pressure on yourself.” Benjamin looked at her with
a loving and gentle expression, “I will try to come back before the competition.”
“Well, no rush.”
“See you tomorrow.” Benjamin cupped her face and kissed her before leaving.
It’s been a busy day at the company.
After get off work, Isabella told Kennedy some design tips and tricks. Before I knew it, it was already past eight
o’clock in the evening.
“Ms. Young, shall I treat you to dinner?” Kennedy felt too sorry. “You have taught me so many methods and tricks.
Tomorrow is the game, so I must treat you tonight.”
“Then just eat something.” Isabella checked the time, she had to go back to see her elder brother, “What’s there to
eat nearby?”
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delicious…”
When Kennedy said this happily, he suddenly realized something. and hurriedly stopped the topic. “No. let’s go
somewhere else…”
“That’s it.”
“Huh?” Kennedy always felt that the environment there was not suitable for Ms. Young’s identity.
But Isabella picked up the bag Benjamin had prepared for her, “Let’s go.”
“Ms. Young, what’s in your bag?” Kennedy had never seen her carrying such a cute bag, which looked like a cute
little rabbit.
I didn’t expect it to be in Ms. Young’s hand, it looks inexplicably beautiful.
“Daily necessities.” Isabella thought of the man, her brows and eyes softened.
It’s only ten minutes away from the company to the barbecue stand.
At this time, no one was eating barbecue. Kennedy asked Isabella’s taste, ordered a lot of things, sat in front of the
small table, took out two paper towels, wiped Isabella’s table top and then wiped his own.
“Ms. Young, I have a match tomorrow, I’m a little nervous…” Kennedy was afraid that he might not perform well
and would embarrass Isabella.
“It’s fine to treat it normally.” Isabella raised her eyebrows gently, “You can definitely do it.”
After a while, the proprietress came over with a few small plates.
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“Thank you. Ms. Young, do you smell it?” Kennedy picked up a chicken wing and handed it to Isabella. “This is
yours.”
“Thank you.” Isabella reached out to take it. “Do you cat here often?”
“Well.” Kennedy said with a smile, “Sometimes when the company is busy until cleven or twelve o’clock, when
passing by, I will satisfy my hunger and pack a meal for my mother for supper.”
Isabella recalled her life experience, and just about to say
something. five or six cars suddenly stopped on the side of the road, and more than 20 gangsters with sticks rushed
out of the car and surrounded them.
“Who are you?” Kennedy was a little surprised, and subconsciously grabbed Isabella’s clothes, “Did you recognize
the wrong person?”
The leading man looked at Isabella, then at Kennedy, and was sure it was the two of them.
As soon as he waved his hand, the brothers under his hand rushed forward one by one with sticks, as if they were
going to kill
someone.
When it was too late, Isabella quickly pulled Kennedy up, and beat them down with several sticks at the same place
where they were sitting. Fortunately, they got up in time, otherwise their heads. would burst.
“Did you recognize the wrong person?” Kennedy was pulled by Isabella, and watched as the table was overturned,
and the falling kebab drink-stained Isabella’s rabbit bag.
Just as Isabella was about to pick it up, several wooden sticks
greeted them at the same time. Fortunately, she was agile and pulled Kennedy out of the way. She also taught
some of the gangsters a lesson.
“Don’t hit me, don’t hit me…” The proprictress of the stall was so frightened that she hurried out and begged, “Stop
beating, I just bought that chair, and the table is also new…they are just two little
girls. Please do me a favor and let them go?”