Loveless Marriage

Chapter 90 I Feel Like Being Schemed

As expected, just as she lay down, Christian pushed the door open. He walked to the bedside, then

opened the lunchbox.

The fragrance of the dishes soon filled the air.

Quietly watching him patiently arranged everything for her, she suddenly recalled last time when he

looked after her in hospital. At that time, they hadn't got divorced, and he also took care of her like this.

But this time, however, still some difference from last time.

"What are you doing? Aren't you starving?" Christian handed the fork to her, his gentle interrupting her

thoughts.

"Oh, thanks." Isabella took the fork, looking at the dishes placed in front of her. There was a steak, a

salad, and also a borsch.

She then raised her head and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat. I'll eat later." Christian smiled. He naturally reached out and pulled her hair from cheek behind her

ears.

Isabella's ears grew hot, then she unnaturally lowered her head to eat. She tried to sound indifferent,

"It's too much, and I can't feat them all. Let's eat together."

"Okay."

".."

Isabella hadn't expected that he would agree so straightforwardly. She was immediately choked, feeling

that she was schemed by him again.

But she actually didn't have much appetite. The reason she asked him to buy food was to send him

away for a while.

She was still not feeling very well. Looking at the steak, she even wanted to throw up, but she endured

the urge.

Christian sat on the side of the bed and ate with her. patiently without a sound.

Isabella knew that he didn't like to talk in a meal.

They sat very close to each other, and because of the quietness, they could even hear each other's

breathing. Christian's smell mixed with the fragrance of dishes entered Isabella's nose, making her

heart throb, as though she had returned to her previous married life.

Seeing that she was only eating the salad, Christian picked up a piece of steak and placed it into her

plate, saying softly, "Have some meat."

Staring at steak for a few seconds, Isabella finally ate it mixed with some cabbage.

"Cough...”

Christian immediately put down his fork, patted her on the back, frowning, "Are you still a child?"

"Have some soup."

Isabella's pretty face turned blushed. After swallowing the food in her mouth, she coughed a bit as well.

She then anxiously took the soup from his hands and had a big gulp.

Suddenly, her eyes suddenly opened wide, "What's the soup is it?"

"Borscht."

"…”

Feeling a sudden sick, Isabella's face changed. She suddenly pushed him away and rushed outside.

"…"

Christian nerves tensed up, with anxiety flashing across his face. He then quickly chased after her.

Christian waited for a few minutes outside the washroom, frowning as he stared at the door from time

to time. His fingers clinched tightly.

Seeing a lady come out, he stepped forward and asked her solemnly, "I'm sorry, Did you see a... girl

who vomited inside?"

The lady was stunned by his handsome look. Her face flushed, then she stuttered nervously, "I, I didn't

notice, but I check for you."

"No need, thanks. I'll do it myself." His last bit of patience was used up. Then he directly walked into the Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

female washroom.

The lady behind him was completely mesmerised by his graceful actions. Even after he had already

left, she still stood on the spot, staring blankly at his back.

His appearance almost made the female restroom explode. Thanks to his handsome face and noble

temperament, he wasn'y beaten by everyone.

Isabella, who leaned against the door looking like in pain after throwing up, was also instantly stunned

when she saw him.

"You, you...”

"How are you feeling now?"

While her tongue was still in a knot, Christian had already walked up to her.

"I, I'm fine...” Isabella finally let out a sentence. She looked around awkwardly, then pulling him out

while apologising to other people. She then gritted his teeth: "How did you get in it?"

That was female restroom, which was so embarrassing.

He would definitely be treated as a pervert if not for his noble temperament.

"You stayed in it for too long, and I'm was afraid."

"This is hospital. What can happen to me?" Isabella still looked angry.

Her fair skin now was pale, and she was now so weak and fragile that she may faint at any moment.

Her breathing hastened due to her anger.

His eyes darkened. He suddenly bent down and picked her up.

Isabella was caught off guard. She cried out in a low voice and patted his arm, "What the hell are you

doing? This is not your home!"

Christian suddenly looked at her in silence, smiling, "So you mean...that I can do this at home?"

"…"

Isabella choked. Her face flushed and turned purple. Suddenly, she fiercely glared at him, "Christian, let

me down. I can walk by myself."

Christian tightened his arm, saying helplessly: "You're sick like this, so can't you be a bit more

obedient?"

With that, he walked towards the ward, "Lie down. I'll get you a doctor."

Isabella was touched, but suddenly she got angry again. With her thin white fingers tightly gripping onto

his clothes, she said coldly: "Christian, can you leave me alone? You're even more annoyed than my

mom."

The sudden of his attitude was either because he had fell for her or because he had a special purpose.

The former was almost impossible, based on his temper, as at that time he signed his divorce without

hesitation. But now he was pestering her, looking after because she was pregnant. So it should mainly

because of the babies.

She couldn't be touched by him anymore.

Christian, on the other hand, didn't look angry at all. His tone was quite calm, "But now you're alone. I

don't look after you, who would do? Your two assistants? I don't think you want them to."

With that, he gently put her on the bed and covered her with the quilt. However, he didn't immediately

get up, but bent over and got close to her face. Their breathing still intertwined. He then said, “Isabella,

wilfulness does not make you any good. You are so smart, why don't you understand? If you hate me

helping you, you can just treat it as for the babies' good. You don't owe me anything, so there's no need

for you see like a snake."