PopularNovelResurrecting the Genius Within Chapter 368 Far from Love She was determined to give Hunter a taste of his own medicine.
Yves scoffed, "That guy was practically begging for trouble." 95%1 Finished He never really cared for Hunter, but he restrained himself because of Hunter's status and because he thought little of Hunter. Otherwise, Yves would've confronted him ages ago.
The table was swiftly cleared, leaving the twith nothing to do but sip their drinks and chat Yves pulled out his phone and entertained himself for a bit before suddenly showing Isabelle the screen. "Hey, how do you like this picture I snapped?" Yves couldn't quite recall when he took those pictures.
There were several of them, and Yves scrolled through each one, remarking, "My photography skills seem to be improving, don't you think? Well, your beauty definitely helps, Sweetheart." Isabelle glanced at the photos, her expression shifting slightly. "Send them to me." Yves agreed. "Sure, I'll send them right away.
Tve got a bunch of your photos stored on my phone. Wantto send them to you, just for old times' sake?" Yves offered.
Isabelle nodded. "Sure." She planned to share them with Zack when she got back.
Since Isabelle's dress lacked a pocket for her phone, she slipped it into the pocket of Yves coat, which was draped over her.
Isabelle fetched her own phone to check out the photos.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtYves sent over the recent ones he took, and Isabelle browsed through them before picking one and forwarding it to George.
After a brief pause, Isabelle deleted the message.
As she was about to put away her phone, a new message popped up.
George: 'Why'd you delete the message? Isabelle pondered his early morning phone use. Shouldn't he be getting ready for work or having breakfast? Isabelle replied, "???" She wasn't sure if he had seen the message -content George replied, 'I saved it.
Isabelle was speechless.
1/3 08:50 Sat, 29 Jun T Chapter 368 Far from Love Don't people usually look at the photo before saving it? Isabelle texted back, 'I just didn't think it was good enough.
In the next moment, she deleted the message once again.
George likely noticed Isabelle's typing status but saw no response, so he sent a message himself.
Do you have more?" Isabelle didn't write back and simply selected a few photos and sent them over.
George asked. "You hitting up a party?' Isabelle replied, Yep, with Jim and Yves." George wrote, Cool. Have a blast.
The music shifted gears to the Blue Danube Waltz.
Yves perked up, having waited eagerly for it all night.
He powered down his phone, promising, "More pics coming your way later, Sweetheart." 95 Finished Grabbing his coat back from Isabelle, he shrugged into it and stood to tidy himself up. Then, with a grin, he extended his hand to Isabelle.
He proposed, "Sweetheart, care to joinfor a dance?" Isabelle didn't even lift her head, stating, "Not really into it.” She pondered over how to respond to George's message.
Yves looked crestfallen. “Just a quick dance, or even half?" Isabelle brushed him off without saying anything.
Yves's expression fell. “Con, Sweetheart.” Jim's deep voice interjected as he placed his hand in Yves's. "Let me." Yves shook off Jim's hand like he'd touched something foul and cursed under his breath, wanting to punch him in the face.
Jim chuckled softly. "Can't you see she's busy?" Yves glanced at Isabelle's phone screen, but before he could make out anything, Isabelle turned it off.
Yves slumped back into his seat."Sweetheart, who are you texting? Why keepin the dark?" Isabelle took a sip of her drink.
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Seeing her like this, Yves's heart fell.
He leaned closer and peered into her eyes with a smile while shaking his head. "Please don't tellit's George." 08:50 Sat, Chapter 368 Far from Love Jim chuckled softly, as if seeing through it all.
At Jim's chuckle, Yves sensed there was something between Isabelle and George.
Still, Yves couldn't quite believe it. "Are you really texting him?" Could there really be something romantic brewing! Isabelle confirmed, "I am." Finished
Yves teased, "Sweetheart, are you m really taken with that old timer? You've always been so picky. When did you get so easygoing? He's a bit old. Are you sure you can handle it?" Isabelle remained silent.
Yves gently turned Isabelle's face, his eyes warm but his tone firm. 'Sweetheart, you can't." Yves added. "I don't trust him." Isabelle turned away, ignoring him.
Jim chimed in, "Right now, they're likely just friends. At most, there's a bit of fondness. It's far from love, let alone marriage. Why are you so worried, Yves? It's not like Isabelle's marrying him tomorrow." Yves declared, "He's interested in you, Sweetheart, but I won't let him get what he wants so easily." The party wasn't over yet, but they decided to leave early.
Both Yves and Jim fancied visiting Isabelle's seaside villa.
X Each tthey went, they were struck by its beauty. Despite having stayed there before, they still adored.
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