After Betrayal: Lightning Marriage to Mr. Enigmatic-Chapter 794: Missing You

Isabella was startled; language is easy?!

She found learning a language much harder than painting.

It seems everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. She was quite satisfied to have found something she was better at than Harry Hunter.

The little towns in Italy were clean and beautiful, with many places as stunning as medieval oil paintings. The sunset hung on the horizon, painting huge clouds red—a sight to behold.

Isabella never dreamt she could walk arm-in-arm with a prince-like man, leisurely strolling here.

Half a year ago, she was still a poor student with nothing, doing various part-time jobs, and selling a painting for two thousand yuan made her incredibly happy.

Everything changed when she met him.

The man by her side was tall and upright. Although it was summer, he wore crisp dress pants and a long-sleeved white shirt, exuding an aura of aristocratic elite.

The weather was somewhat hot, and he had a slight sweat on his forehead, his shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows, exposing his strong and slender forearms.

Italian children rode by on bicycles, cheering as they passed. He was worried she’d be hit by the kids, so he pulled her into his arms with a strong grip.

The deep, pleasant voice with a hint of affection sounded in her ear: "What are you thinking about, so lost in thought? A bicycle is coming, and you didn’t even dodge."

"Thinking about you." 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Hmm?"

"Wondering why you’d fall for me. I feel too lucky, waking up every day and seeing you feels like a dream. I’m afraid if I wake up, you won’t be here."

"Silly girl, I’ll always be here."

"Does it feel more real now?"

Isabella looked up at him and murmured, "Even less real, it’s too wonderful..."

How embarrassing!

She turned to look at Grace Watt and the others, who were all standing fifteen meters away, smiling broadly. Seeing her look their way, they all gave her a thumbs up.

Her face turned even redder.

Harry Hunter extended a finger, tracing her delicate face, thinking Isabella looked especially cute this way.

He held her hand and continued walking forward: "The first time I saw you, the impression was quite deep."

Isabella smiled: "Oh yes, I smashed your car window."

"No, that doesn’t count as the first meeting. The real first meeting was in the elevator."

Isabella remembered encountering him in the elevator, but hadn’t paid him any attention, only focused on counting money.

"The little money-grubber happily counting money, I entered the elevator, and she didn’t raise her head, completely ignored me."

Harry Hunter held her hand tightly, with a tone of dissatisfaction: "And that was fine, but then she smashed my car window right after leaving the elevator, and I asked her for compensation. Even though she was clearly a money-grubber, she unhesitatingly gave me her freshly earned salary."

Isabella asked curiously: "I gave you money and you’re not happy?"

"Of course I wasn’t happy. It made me look like a bully picking on a little girl, really undignified."