Chapter 113

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Chapter 113: Chapter 113 "Magnanimous" Little Delicate WifeCherry Lewis recognized the ring on Isabella Weaver’s hand! She had seen it at Harry Hunter’s villa before. When she wanted to try it on, Harry wouldn’t even let her touch it! Now, it was actually on Isabella Weaver’s hand! Didn’t he say it was the only treasure left by his mother and no one else could wear it?! A few days ago, Harry proposed to this servant. She didn’t take it seriously at all—just a servant, how could she compete with her? Harry was just trying to anger her, finding a random substitute. But now... "Brother Harry, did you really, really marry this servant?" Cherry Lewis’s tears fell. "Are you treating your marriage like a game just to upset me? She doesn’t suit you at all, just a servant, she can’t possibly help you!" Harry Hunter’s face was indifferent, the impatience in his eyes becoming increasingly obvious. Isabella Weaver looked at Cherry Lewis with some puzzlement. Why do some people always think that everything others do is because of them? Although Harry married her as a temporary measure, it was definitely not to anger Miss Lewis. Clearly, it was to fight for the inheritance! How could such a calm and rational man like Harry Hunter be so childish? It seems like Miss Lewis doesn’t understand Harry very well! "Waiter!" Harry Hunter spoke coldly: "Get these two out of here, they’re interrupting me and my wife’s meal!" Cherry Lewis’s face was full of sadness and grievance: "You’re kicking me out again. I don’t need you to do it. I’ll leave by myself, and don’t come looking for me anymore!" Hallie Cook glanced at the cold-as-ice Harry Hunter, then took a long look at the exceptionally beautiful Isabella Weaver before following Cherry Lewis out of the restaurant. Once they had both left, Isabella Weaver whispered to the waiter, "Can I cancel the dishes I just ordered? I still want the Arctic sweet shrimp!" The waiter widened his eyes, realizing she was just acting! With such acting skills and looks, it’s a shame she’s not an actress! He was about to nod and say "okay," but Harry Hunter calmly said, "No need to cancel, we’ll have it all." Isabella Weaver hesitated a bit: "What if it doesn’t taste good?" Usually, dishes with poetic names aren’t very reliable. For example, "Green Dragon Lying on Snow" turns out to be a cucumber on sugar, and "Absolute Twins" is indeed unique, being green peppers stir-fried with red peppers. She was worried the "Early Blessings" she ordered would arrive as dates with a longan on top. But Harry Hunter waved the waiter away, looking calm: "You’ll know once you try it." He hadn’t tried these dishes either, but with such good meanings and ordered by his little wife calling him "husband," it’d be a shame to cancel them. He was somewhat surprised that even after hearing that Cherry’s favorite dish was "Arctic sweet shrimp," Isabella still wanted to eat it, without any concern. It seems she really doesn’t get jealous at all; having such a considerate and generous wife, Harry wasn’t sure whether to be happy or unhappy. The first dish that arrived was Arctic sweet shrimp. Harry Hunter naturally washed his hands, peeled the shrimp, and handed it to Isabella Weaver. Isabella watched as he peeled shrimp after shrimp and suddenly felt like crying. No one had ever treated her so well. Peeling shrimp once might be an act, but doing it every time proved he genuinely cared for her. As she ate the shrimp, masking her emotions, she asked a question she had always despised: "Mr. Hunter, did you ever peel shrimp for your fiancée like this before?"

Chapter 113

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