Loveless Marriage

Chapter 122 A Different Minh

"Yeah, I still have some work in hand. I'll be back later."

She guessed he may probably go home in wee hours, but she wasn't his wife now so she shouldn't act

too concerned. Staying silent for a few seconds, she then pretended to be polite and said: "You should

go home earlier. I'll hang up. "

"...Okay." Christian nodded slightly. He seemed to be very dissatisfied with her answer, as there was an

unexplainable reluctance in his tone.

Not until Isabella hung up did she think of the apartment he rent for him. She wanted to call him back

and question him about it, but considering that he was still busy at work right now, she stopped.

Forgot it. She may question him next time.

When Isabella returned to the room, everyone was already drunk, laughing and chatting with each

other. Some were resting on sofa with their face flushed.

"How much have you drunk?" She nudged a girl in shock. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

The girl hugged her waist and giggled, "Hehe …Miss Jones... You, you drink with us too."

"…"

Isabella turned to look at Minh, "I think you shouldn't take them to the KTV…"

It would be the best if they didn't vomit. How could they still sing?

"Alright, I also didn't expect them to have drunk so much." Minh held his forehead and pulled a face.

His handsome face was flushed as he also drank a lot.

In the whole room, maybe Isabella was the only one who hadn't had a drink at all.

"Go pay the bill, and I'll wake them up."

"Alright."

After Minh left, Isabella woke those people up one by one. Fortunately, there were still some who

weren't drunk and had just fallen asleep, or she really wouldn't know how to send them back home.

As she finally drove those drunken people back to their home, Isabella looked at Minh who in the front

passenger seat and asked: "Where's your home. I'll send you back."

Looking forward absentmindedly and quietly, Minh seemed to be thinking of something.

Isabella frowned slightly as she turned her head to look at him. In an instant, his silent and deep profile

made her feel a bit strange.

He now looked very different from the boy she used to see, as if he was preoccupied with something.

"Minh?"Suppressing the strange feeling in her heart, she asked again.

"Ah? Miss Jones, you called me?" It was as though he had just woken up from a dream, and the

expression on his face just now completely disappeared. As if it was just her illusion.

Isabella was startled. She then stiffly opened her mouth: "I, I am asking where do you live. I'll send you

back."

Was that just her illusion?

A fear suddenly welled up in her heart as she guessed person she had just seen seemed to be the real

Minh. But what about this one now?

Minh smiled at her, whose eyes were extremely bright at night, "Uh, you can drop me off at that

intersection."

Looking at him, Isabella was in a daze for a moment, then turned back to look at the front and said:

"Okay."

The car ran smoothly on the road, which was quiet and filled with a faint smell of alcohol.

The weird feeling that Isabella had just felt was still lingering in her heart. She couldn't help but look at

him through the rearview mirror. Pretending to be casual, she asked: "Have you drunk too much?"

Maybe he was really drunk, as he was different from normal.