Chapter 349: Chapter 349: I Miss You a Little (Extra Update)
Johan Niles rolled his eyes, too lazy to respond.
Everyone already has a girlfriend, except him, so he went to Natalie Niles for comfort: "Sis, I’m so pitiful."
Natalie Niles is his twin sister, knowing him all too well and understanding what he’s implying.
"I’ll introduce you to another girl."
"Hahaha, you’re the one who cares about me! Let’s go, I’ll treat you to a seafood feast!"
Johan Niles put his arm around Natalie Niles’ shoulder and led her outside.
Natalie Niles couldn’t help but look back.
In the dim light, the man was as upright and handsome as she remembered. The difference was, there was a trace of tenderness on his face she had never seen before.
Johan Niles was slightly puzzled: "Sis, what are you looking at?"
Natalie Niles withdrew her gaze: "It’s nothing."
No one paid attention to the conversation between the siblings; Connor was busy holding Cora Ginger’s hand, flipping it over repeatedly to check if she was hurt.
Meanwhile, Harry Hunter...
His fingers gently brushed through Isabella Weaver’s hair, feeling the scar on her head, as he slightly bowed down to plant a gentle kiss.
Isabella Weaver usually used her hair to cover the scar, and Harry Hunter had noticed it long ago, though he never asked about it.
The wound must have been deep to leave such a severe scar, with parts of her scalp where the hair no longer grows.
If it weren’t for Isabella Weaver’s thick hair, it probably wouldn’t have been hidden.
In comparison, the light scar on her forehead that he had covered with a band-aid seemed insignificant.
Isabella Weaver looked up, catching Harry Hunter’s deep gaze.
"Does it look ugly?" She tugged at her hair to cover the scar again.
"No."
Harry Hunter held her hand: "To me, you’re beautiful, unique, the one and only."
"Pfft!"
A derisive laugh broke the moment, Ella Weaver’s face filled with scorn: "What ’only’, she’s nothing good. She’s deceived you! When she was flirting ambiguously with my cousin, you had no idea! You really think she’s innocent and kind? She married you only to escape a marriage, and she doesn’t love you at all! She’s using you!"
Harry Hunter looked at her coldly: "Who proposed that she marry Alexander Parker?"
"It wasn’t me!"
"It was you."
Harry Hunter’s voice was like winter ice: "Connor!"
Connor released Cora Ginger’s hand and slapped Ella Weaver without hesitation.
His strength was incomparable to Cora Ginger’s, and he instantly made Ella Weaver’s lip bleed and her cheek swell high.
Ella Weaver screamed, her head tilted to the side, too frightened to make another sound.
"My one and only, you don’t have the right to slander! If you want to sow discord, your skills are too poor, think before you speak next time!"
Harry Hunter held Isabella Weaver’s hand, looked at her, his tone softening: "My dear, let’s go, let’s have dinner."
Isabella Weaver followed him out: "But I’ve already eaten..."
"Then could you keep me company while I eat? I’ve been a bit missing you."
Isabella Weaver chuckled: "Didn’t we just part at noon?"
"But it’s already evening now."
"Alright, I’ll keep you company!"
The couple walked hand in hand out of the basement; Isabella Weaver suddenly turned back and instructed the bodyguard: "Clean up the chicken bones on the floor, don’t let anyone pick them up to eat."
Ella Weaver was so enraged she nearly fainted!
Does she look like a beggar, needing to pick up Cora Ginger’s leftover chicken bones to eat?!
"Isabella Weaver, you beast! You’re vicious! I curse you for a miserable end!"
Connor had already walked out, but returned and struck her on the back of the neck with a hand chop.
Ella Weaver winced in pain, her vision darkened, and she collapsed.