Contract Marriage Devil's Trap

Chapter 35: Forgive My Impulsiveness

Morgan accompanied Isabella to the mall to get some items for pregnant women before heading to the place where Dolcie lived.

Although Maxwell said he didn't want to hear any news about Isabella, Morgan dutifully reported all the details, including the things that Isabella had bought for Dolcie, and also what the brands were.

He did that in case Maxwell accused him of not reporting in detail and deducted his bonus.

It wouldn't be worth it then.

"Why does she live so far away? We're already in the suburbs."

Isabella looked at the view outside the window and asked doubtfully.

Morgan drove the car and glanced at Isabella through the rearview mirror.

There were things that he shouldn't say, but he also knew Isabella had misunderstood Maxwell up till now.

"Madam, do you think your sister's child is Mr.Sharp's?"

Morgan spoke slowly.

In this somewhat dull atmosphere, his voice was crisp and clear.

Isabella nodded at his question.

"Isn't the child his? He's the one who took Dolcie to abortion that day, and what he said made me unable to deny it."

Upon hearing that, Morgan was speechless.

He had known his boss sometimes had communication issues, and now he finally lived to see it.

Being misunderstood in this kind of situation, his boss amazed him.

"If I tell you the child isn't his, will you believe me?"

Morgan asked gently, feeling a little helpless.

She raised her brows.

"You work under him, so you're on his side."

To be frank, Isabella already knew the truth.

She just didn't want to admit it.

"That child really isn't his.

As for why Miss Chapman lives in a remote place, it's because Mr.Sharp promised you that he'd takegood care of her.If he didn't agree to your request, Miss Chapman might have been dead by now."

Morgan said with unprecedented seriousness.

Isabella was surprised by his words.

Frowning, she inquired, "What happened?"

"You should ask Miss Chapman about this personally.The child in her belly is the child of an extraordinary person, but that person doesn't want to keep the child.He also said the child shouldn't be born even if he had to sacrifice Miss Chapman, so you can imagine how much Mr.Sharp has done behind the scenes in order to fulfill the promise he has made."

Morgan glanced at the rearview mirror, speaking in a rather serious and heavy tone.

Isabella never expected things to turn out this way.

What Morgan had said sounded too distant to her.

a normal person living a normal life, so she had never thought there

these things were happening to her closest

resented so much, was silently helping her, which

it

least, she believed half of

she wanted

continued, "Mr.Sharp doesn't let me tell you about this even though he has known

to

felt these things were so far away from her, but now it seemed they

them, there was a layer of protective barrier that Maxwell had

stopped, Isabella couldn't even

felt embarrassed for not knowing

had bought and

memorized the route so she wouldn't have to trouble Morgan

had some inexplicable

and Dolcie weren't close because Dolcie

never tried to please her sister, and she stayed in a boarding school during her teenage years, hardly going back home during

and Dolcie never really met

that, Dolcie went abroad while she moved out, so they

that they would meet again in

know I'm coming?"

she wasn't ready

"Yes, she does.I told her

"How is she now?"

Dolcie was last time, Isabella was a little

her because of

and knew

expect that

Dolcie's father, she and Maxwell were

in a mess again because

couldn't fathom what

words, Isabella gave

she could, she didn't want Dolcie's

her

the apartment, so he opened the door

there wasn't much furniture inside, including the non-slip carpet."Mr.Byrne, is that

middle-aged woman's voice sounded, so Isabella turned in

take care of

this is

smiled stiffly

Isabella nodded in response.

"Hello, is my sister..."

Chapman has just fallen asleep.Do you need me to wake her

at the door that was

she finished speaking, Dolcie's voice came from the room,

her voice, and when she thought of what

Matilda, Isabella shook her head and

"It's me."

curled up in the corner of the bed and holding a fruit knife tightly in her hand, visibly relaxed when she

knife in Dolcie's hand, and

who had always been brave and bold, become this

 "Bella!"

in her hand

Isabella could hear the trace of innocence and dependence in her

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