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

were happening to her

was

completely believe in Morgan, but it wasn't like she didn't believe him at

believed half of

she wanted to know more, she should ask

tell you about this even though he has known you misunderstood him.He

listened to Morgan

felt these things were so far away from her, but now it seemed they were happening right in front

layer of protective barrier that Maxwell had

couldn't

embarrassed for not knowing

the things that Isabella had bought and led Isabella

she wouldn't have to trouble Morgan

the elevator, Isabella had some inexplicable

young, she and Dolcie weren't close

and she stayed in a boarding school during her teenage years, hardly going

Dolcie never really met

while she moved out, so they barely saw each other in

that they would meet again

know I'm coming?"

she wasn't ready to

nodded and replied, "Yes, she does.I told

"How is she now?"

Dolcie was last time, Isabella

now.Miss Chapman knows Mr.Sharp helped her because of you, so she's very

everything about Isabella and knew she and Dolcie were

didn't expect that she

father, she and Maxwell were tied

they were in a

couldn't fathom what Isabella was

Isabella gave

didn't want Dolcie's gratitude at

of Dolcie's, her dignity had

to the apartment, so he opened the

much furniture inside, including the non-slip

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

this is Matilda.She's here to take care of Miss Chapman; Morgan

is Mr.Sharp's

Matilda smiled stiffly and greeted, "Hello,

Isabella nodded in response.

"Hello, is my sister..."

you need me to wake her

pointed at the door that

Dolcie's voice came from the room, "Who's here,

and when she thought of

her head and quickly walked towards the

"It's me."

holding a fruit knife tightly in

knife in Dolcie's hand, and she was

kind of man could make her bold sister, who had always

 "Bella!"

dropped the knife in her

hear the trace of innocence and dependence

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