Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife

Chapter 77: Chapter 89: Counterattack of the Black-hearted Demon Queen (6) Chapter 77: Chapter 89: Counterattack of the Black-hearted Demon Queen (6) She must be using this method to relieve the pain in her feet.

Percy felt that the wine party tonight had lost its appeal. He stood outside the crowd, leaning casually against the wall, watching Isabel’s figure fluttering like a butterfly.

Her smile, a standard ceremonial smile, was beautiful but empty. It lacked the beauty of the smile she had when, after waking up from his mango allergy in the Hospital, he promised to attend her adulthood ceremony.

That was, to him, the most beautiful smile he had ever seen.

It started with a twinkle in her eyes, gradually spreading to the corners of her eyes, and then her lips.

Her lips curved upward, revealing her teeth, not very graceful but genuinely satisfied, as if her biggest dream had come true, irresistibly beautiful.

He clearly remembered, that day, the sunshine outside the window was brilliant and dazzling, and her smile made his heart feel the same way.

After six years, here they were reunited. She still loved laughing—a shallow laugh, a faint laugh, a graceful laugh, a distant laugh, a charming laugh, a polite laugh—But never the satisfied smile from that sunny morning years ago.

Isabel had just announced Percy’s joining of Smith Corporation on the President’s Podium earlier, leaving an impression on all the guests. So everyone would greet her politely when they saw her.

That’s what she wanted.

She returned to Bellshire City with a deep grudge and a heart to find her child. Her first priority was to regain control of Smith Corporation’s power and deal with these people from Shopping Mall.

Tonight was the perfect opportunity for her to meet them.

So although her feet were in constant pain, she never thought of giving up.

She didn’t know how long she could endure the pain, but she clenched her teeth and tried her best, especially with the injured foot in high heels. Normally, she wouldn’t have a problem with heels over ten centimeters, but now her feet were sending waves of pain.

Isabel focused her attention on her conversation in an attempt to take her mind off the pain.

But later on, she felt her left leg trembling slightly.

…

Percy stood still, watching her intently without making a sound.

As he looked on, anger welled up inside him.

Did she think she was invincible?

Was this party more important than her health?

Knowing she was in unbearable pain, why did she continue to struggle?

In his life, he had not known many women, but all of them put themselves first, valuing and protecting their health. All of them cherished themselves, never like Isabel, who was so cruel to herself even to the bones.

For a moment, Percy had the urge to pry her head open and see what was in her mind.

A woman who didn’t even care about herself shouldn’t expect anyone else to, right?

So he shouldn’t care either. The pain in her feet was none of his business.