novelraw Chapter 642: Spoiled by Him
Chapter 642: Spoiled by Him
Harry Hunter created foam for her, wiped her hands, and lifted her onto the sink to sit: "Your skin is so delicate, if you scrub it any harder, you’ll break it. You shouldn’t wash it yourself anymore; I think this is just fine."As he spoke, he took off Isabella Weaver’s straw sandals, wet a towel, and wiped her feet.
"Your feet are red from the grass rope. You mustn’t wear them anymore."
"Oh."
Isabella obediently responded.
Harry’s large hands held her feet, expressing some distress: "I’m not working tomorrow. I’ll spend the day with you. Whatever you want to eat, I’ll pick it for you. If your feet hurt or your legs ache, I’ll carry you, okay?"
Isabella was deeply moved, her voice softening: "You don’t have work tomorrow?"
"I’ve rescheduled everything; I want to be with you."
Harry let go of her feet and hugged her tightly: "Did you miss me today?"
Isabella didn’t know why he was suddenly like this, honestly replied: "Yes."
In a completely unfamiliar environment, surrounded by strangers, even with the bodyguard following her, she still felt very lonely.
She spoke softly: "When I was picking cherries, I’d think, this one is perfectly ripe, it must be very sweet, I’ll save it for you."
"While picking mulberries, I’d think, that one is perfectly ripe, but it’s too high up, I can’t reach it. If only you were here, you could pick it for me."
"I saw other couples in the manor, peeling grapes for each other to eat, so I walked away feeling sour. I have a husband, but I still have to eat dog food, so unfair."
As she spoke, her tone unconsciously carried a hint of whining and grievance. She felt like she wasn’t someone who was so delicate before, but now she didn’t know what happened. Maybe she was spoiled by him. She used to be able to bear all kinds of pain and darkness, yet now she couldn’t even bear watching someone eat a grape.
Harry’s heart ached immediately, seeing Isabella’s subconscious eagerness to rush to him at first sight.
She ran to him with such speed that some of the fruit from the basket fell out, and her straw sandals almost slipped off.
Harry affectionately coaxed her: "Baby, I’ll be with you tomorrow. I’m sorry you felt wronged. Be good, baby. Which couple upset you? I’ll have someone break them up."
"How could you, that’s not fair at all. Those couples are innocent."
Isabella chuckled lightly, her grievances quickly dissipating, and her eyes sparkled as she looked at him: "I’m not wronged, I have you!"
"Hmm."
Harry responded with a grunt, still feeling like he had wronged her. In the future, whenever she needs him, he wants to be by her side at any time.
He carried her to the room’s outdoor swimming pool.
Isabella’s dreamy eyes were awakened by the coolness of the pool water: "Why did you bring me to the pool?"
"The environment here is nice."
This suite was two stories high, with a spacious courtyard planted with pine, bamboo, and various flowers, and the pool was on the second floor with a high design. In the distance was a lush green flat lawn, with an orchard further still, where faint figures could be seen working busily.
It guaranteed both privacy and a good view, showing the care the manor owner had put into this aspect.
Harry didn’t want to waste the manor owner’s thoughtful effort, so he carried Isabella into the pool.
Isabella was so shocked that she nearly screamed!