She thought about her three-year marriage. Their relationship had not got better at all. It was like two strangers living in the same hosue who was tied up with a contract.

Facing such a calm and restrained man like Christian, who drawn the line clearly with her, how had she lived with him for three years?

Just then, Isabella’s lower abdomen suddenly throbbed in pain. Her face turned pale, and her legs got weak. She almost fell.

Luke held her quickly, and seeing her pale face, he asked worriedly: "Are you feeling sick? Let me send you to the hospital. "

"I'm alright." Isabella waved her hand and struggled to stand up: “Actually, I envy you quite a lot. You can get divorced whenever your marriage went bad”, she said with a bitter look.

"Christian and you...?" Although Luke had not been back for a few years, he had often contacted Isabella’s father and knew that Isabella had married Christian. It was said that Christian's family background was not very good either.

Isabella shook her head.

It was actually better for Christian to treat her badly, or to mock her all day, but just his cold attitude, or coming back only once a week, making her felt that  ‘home’ didn't exist for him.

Isabella wanted to say something, but she saw a group of people walking towards her while raising her head.

A few men in suits seemed to be the business elites. The man in front of her in an iron-gray suit had an outstanding temperament. His short black hair was neatly combed back, and it is hard to ignore.

Isabella saw that the slim figure by his side was in the dress as grey as him, but more extremely bright on her body. Her skin was white and delicate, and there was a slight smile on her face.

Isabella's body froze. She had a feeling that the woman standing beside Christian was the one who answered the phone last time. She must be!

Christian, who was walking over, also saw Isabella.

Seeing Isabella standing with a man, he frowned and wanted to say something. The woman beside him had already opened the door and gently said: "Mr. Miller, please come in."

Isabella thought it was indeed the woman who spoke to her on the phone last time, and her voice was even more beautiful than the one on the phone.

Seeing Christian and the follows walking past without a word, Isabella grasped her dress.

She also wanted to leave in an unrestrained way, but her lower abdomen unexpectedly throb so much, her whole body fell straight down.

"bella?"

Hearing Luke's urgent shout, Christian who was entering the room, looked outside, only to found that Isabella was lying on the carpet with a pale face. He pushed others beside and walked over with large strides in a rush.

"Let her go." After shouldering Luke aside, Christian carried Isabella and sullenly walked out of the hotel.

Luke basically figured out who he was, so he did not chased while his eyes flashed.

Christian carried her to the emergency room.

While he was waiting, he called Lexie and ask her to cancel the negotiation tonight.

After waiting for nearly ten minutes, the ward door opened.

The doctor took off his mask and asked: "Are you her husband?"

Christian nodded, "Yes."

"Take care of your wife. Don't let her drink and smoke again."

The doctor blamed, "She had the palace of cold. If she doesn't adjust her schedule and take good care of her body, she may even not have a baby in the future. I have prescribed some medicine and remember to let her take it on time. "

"Thank you, doctor."

Even after the doctor had already left, those words were still echoing in Christian's mind. He rubbed his forehead.

Because of his family's constraint, he had no choice but to marry Isabella. Naturally, he was disgusted with the marriage, so when they got married, he requested that they signed contracts. He hoped that there would be no entanglement when they got divorce.

However, seeing she lived such a bad life and suffer from the sick, he felt uncomfortable. After all, she was a only young girl in her twenties, and he should have take care of her.

Christian went downstairs to buy some hot porridge from the hospital's supermarket.

When he was entering the ward, Isabella had coincidentally woken up and struggled to sit up.

"Don’t move." Christian walked over and placed the porridge on the table, then put a pillow on her back to make her feel comfortable. "You told me that smoking is just for fun. Why are you addicted?"

He didn't leave?