The billionaire's kick-ass wife novel (Isabella)

Chapter 912

Marcus stopped and said lightly, "So what if I know or not?"

Natalie said, "I'm afraid that your big brother will make trouble for me. He already has a grudge against me... If he finds out that I'm the one who went to look for Sadie, he will kill me."

"It seems that you also know that what you did was wrong." Marcus laughed. "I thought you didn't realize your mistakes at all."

Natalie sat on the sofa, crossing her legs and resting her chin on her hand. She said, "People would do anything for their own sake... Sometimes, when you want something, you inevitably have to sacrifice others' happiness. Of course, I admit that I am despicable, but if given another chance, I would still make the same choice."

Marcus didn't say anything. He picked up the coat on the cloakroom and walked out. Natalie followed him to see him off. Suddenly, she saw a piece of opened chocolate in a small basket with junk at the door. She picked it up and looked at it curiously. "Second Brother, you don't eat sweet food, do you?"

The chocolate had been unwrapped for a long time, but it did not melt because the air conditioner in the room was on for a while.

Marcus caught a glimpse of the fruit chocolate and paused.

Natalie crossed her arms and tilted her head to ask him, "You won't take a girl home to spend the night, will you?"

"..." Marcus took the chocolate from her hand and said, "I didn't like it before, but now I like it, can't I?"

"Of course you can." Natalie smiled and said, "I just suddenly remembered someone I know. He likes to eat fruit chocolate."

Marcus threw the chocolate into the trash can and slammed the door shut.

Natalie muttered with her hands clasped behind her back,"... What a bad temper."

Maybe Crystal's slap had completely angered Harold, the number of people guarding the small villa had doubled. Previously, Crystal could only see those two silent guards, but now she occasionally caught glimpses of the patrolling guards outside the window. In an instant, Crystal had the illusion that she was actually the leader of C Country.

How much was Harold afraid that she would embarrass herself if she ran out?

Crystal curled his lips.

During this period of time, she had embroidered most of the patterns of the wedding dress and entered the finishing work. She lifted up the wedding dress and carefully observed if there was anything wrong with the embroidery and

whether it was related to the design drawings.

Her thin and white fingers slid across the cloth of the wedding dress and suddenly stopped.

Crystal unbuttoned the button of the wedding dress and took it out. There was a hidden bag inside.

It was the first time for her to see a dark bag sewn with wedding clothes. She went in and touched it, and she felt something.

It was a folded piece of paper. It seemed to be torn off from the notebook, and there were red double lines on it.

The paper had already turned yellow, and it could be seen that it had been kept in the dark bag.

Crystal sat by the window and slowly opened it. She saw that it was actually a diary. Even though the handwriting was futile, it had its own style- [The 27th of April went by wind and rain.]

I saw her again today.

Yesterday when I mentioned to my father that I wanted to marry her, he was very angry. He said that as long as he was alive, he would not allow her to enter the Evans family.

I didn't understand why my father hated a girl who had just entered college so much. Just like he didn't know that I was going to marry her, she actually didn't even know my name.

"It's strange. I've never been so obsessed with anything in my life, except for her, who is like a poppy that has been poisoned to the heart."

"If I can really be with her in the future, I will give her whatever she wants."

Crystal's hand trembled.

This was Daxton's diary.