After Betrayal: Lightning Marriage to Mr. Enigmatic-Chapter 770: First Love is You

Isabella Weaver went home in the evening, eating dinner when she received a video call from Harry Hunter.

His face looked a bit tired, but his voice was unexpectedly gentle: "Baby, when are you coming?"

"Didn’t we agree that I’d come during the last three days of your business trip?"

"But I miss you now."

Harry Hunter looked at her through the video and said in a low voice.

Had Isabella not been listening carefully, she might not have heard his voice.

She chuckled, realizing she wasn’t the only one suffering from lovesickness.

"Hang in there; I’ll come and keep you company in a couple of days."

Isabella comforted him, noticing his weary complexion, and urged him to rest: "Take a nap, you’re so exhausted that dark circles are showing."

"It’s because I’ve been missing you; does it look good?"

Isabella burst into laughter: "How could dark circles look good? You look like a panda."

"A panda doesn’t look good? Aren’t there many people who love pandas?"

"Pandas are cute and adorable, but you’re not a panda!"

"You just want to say I’m not good-looking, right, Isabella?"

Harry Hunter leaned on the sofa, holding his phone, and spoke while gritting his teeth: "Your ex-boyfriend looks good! I’ve only been gone a day, and you’re already on the front page news with your ex! You’ve gotten more capable!"

Isabella quickly explained: "It’s not my fault; he deliberately caused trouble, trying to ruin my reputation and stir our relationship! Young Master Hunter, you’re so wise and brilliant, intelligent, and extraordinarily handsome; you can’t fall for his tricks!"

"Hmm."

"Hmm? So?"

"So praise me a bit more; you seem quite good at it."

"No more praise, too much might make you cocky."

Isabella thought his current expression was already showing some pride; if she praised him a bit longer, his tail might wag up to the sky.

She cleared her throat: "Okay, your questioning is over, now it’s my turn to question you, Eldest Young Master Hunter."

"Hmm? What do you have to question me about? Did I do something wrong against you?"

"Yes, my ex caused trouble, instigated by your ex-girlfriend. She’d do anything to upset me, personally coerced my ex. Ultimately, it’s your fault, your ex-girlfriend still can’t forget you!"

Even through the phone, Ben Hunter could sense a big scent of jealousy, his lips curved: "Did you say today I’m your first love?"

Isabella was accusing him when suddenly she paused upon hearing this: "How did you know?"

"A journalist recorded the video throughout and posted it online."

Harry Hunter stretched his long legs, eagerly chatting through the phone with her: "Wasn’t your first love Milo Field? Or Alexander Parker? How come it’s me? You wouldn’t have said it deliberately for others to hear just to put on a show, right?"

Isabella was fuming.

Milo Field could barely fit into the "lover" category, but what does Alexander Parker have to do with it?

"Alexander Parker is my cousin! You’ve said it yourself that he’s my family; how could I not even spare them!" 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Fine, he doesn’t count."

Harry Hunter frowned, feeling less pleased: "So your first love is actually Milo Field?"

"Definitely not!"

Isabella denied swiftly: "My first love has always been you; he doesn’t count."

Only when she truly fell for someone did she realize that her feelings for Milo Field were superficial, barely qualifying as love; otherwise, Gilly Scott wouldn’t have easily exploited the situation.

Her descent into true love, the wholehearted affection for someone, started with Harry Hunter.