Chapter 7: The Miserable Isabelle
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Isabelle struggled to push the cart forward, walking slowly. The two or three miles ahead, which would have been easy to cover under normal circumstances, seemed particularly long in this rainy weather.
Just over a mile from the hotel, suddenly, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, like a silver snake writhing, splitting the heavens in two and illuminating the night sky.
"Crash!" The deafening thunder seemed to split the entire city of F into eighteen layers of hell, and the ground trembled beneath her feet!
With the lightning and thunder, the heavy rain, which had already been pouring relentlessly, intensified, as if the Milky Way had broken its dam and was spilling down in torrents!
The rain pounded against Isabelle's body, the pain barely perceptible through the cold, and her mood worsened further. This cursed weather was clearly conspiring against her!
The rain fell in sheets, quickly accumulating on the streets. While the middle of the road, where the motorcycle lanes were, was somewhat better, the sidewalks on either side were lower, with water rising up to her knees!
Isabelle waded through the water, each step hard and uncertain, struggling forward, occasionally stumbling. In the deeper spots, it felt like she could fall at any moment, carried away by the deluge!
Meanwhile, Xiao Liu, driving a Rolls-Royce, followed at a distance. The torrential rain splashed against the windows, sending up a mist that obscured the view!
The downpour was simply too heavy and intense. Xiao Liu couldn't help but feel a sense of pity for the young mistress. He silently cursed his master!
Isabelle, in the middle of her journey, suddenly stumbled, nearly falling into the water. Xiao Liu's heart nearly leaped to his throat!
The mind of the tyrant of the business world, Antoine, was unfathomable. Xiao Liu had no idea why the young master treated his wife this way, subjecting her to such hardship!
Outside, the storm raged with lightning and thunder, but the limited-edition Rolls-Royce had exceptional soundproofing. All Xiao Liu could hear was the faint sound of the rain hitting the glass, while the inside of the car remained tranquil, accompanied by soothing music—a stark contrast to the chaotic world outside!
Antoine sat there with an indifferent expression, as though he was looking at Isabelle's miserable figure through the glass, or perhaps seeing nothing at all.
Even when she almost tripped and fell, and the box on her electric bike dropped into the water, he merely smirked coldly, watching her in frantic disarray, his eyes showing no emotion.
Just then, the sharp ring of a phone broke the silence. On the screen, "Grandfather" appeared— it was none other than Grandfather Bernard calling again!
Antoine's icy demeanor softened instantly. He took a deep breath and answered in a calm tone, "Grandfather, why are you calling again?"
On the other end, Bernard's anxious voice came through, "You brat, it's thundering and pouring out there! Have you really found my granddaughter-in-law and moved her into the Royal Hua Residence? Why is it that every time I called her three times, no one answered?"
Antoine, unable to fend off his grandfather's persistent calls, had no choice but to tell him at 9:00 p.m. that he had reached Isabelle and they had returned home to the Royal Hua Residence!
The Royal Hua Residence was a place Antoine had secretly reserved after promising his grandfather the day before.
Although the Royal Hua Residence was considered a high-end residential area, Antoine had three private luxurious villas, each worth over 300 million, and he thought little of living in such a neighborhood!
However, he didn’t believe in the girl his grandfather spoke of, so he didn’t want to bring her to his villa. Instead, he bought an apartment in the complex as a temporary residence for them.
"Ha ha, Grandfather, of course we're home. With this heavy rain, we wouldn't be out in the streets getting soaked!"
"Your granddaughter-in-law went to take a shower after arriving home. Should I pull her out to answer your call?" Antoine said, with a faint teasing tone.
Hearing this, Xiao Liu almost burst out laughing, but he secretly scorned his boss at the same time!
The young mistress was indeed taking a shower, but not in the comfort of their home. She was showering on the street, in the middle of the storm!
This was no ordinary shower—she had been drenched by the rain countless times already!
On the other end, Bernard let out a dry chuckle, "Ha ha, as long as she's taking a shower, that's fine, that's fine. Don’t worry about the phone, you both go ahead and shower. Give me a big, fat grandson next year! Alright, I’ll stop bothering you. Good luck, brat!"
The phone call ended abruptly with Bernard hanging up first.
As time passed, the entire city of F was enveloped in the heavy rain, and the streets grew deeper with water, nearly submerging Isabelle's lower body.
The city’s drainage system was overwhelmed by the relentless downpour, and Isabelle was now truly bathing in the rain!
Though the rain was torrential, after half an hour, Isabelle finally completed the last two miles, and at that moment, the thunder softened and the downpour turned into moderate rain.
Isabelle looked up at the sky, feeling that the heavens were deliberately against her. Such a storm, rare in a year, seemed to have poured down exclusively on her. She truly felt that when one’s luck is bad, even water will get stuck between your teeth!
Had it not been for her physical endurance, she could very well have been swept away by the rushing waters at any moment!
"This woman actually entered that hotel, a small inn?" Antoine watched as Isabelle pushed the cart into a small, roadside inn.
Although Antoine had never stayed in such an inn, he knew it was not a large chain hotel but a small, privately owned establishment with small rooms, poor conditions, and low prices!
"So this woman had nowhere to stay and had to settle for this kind of place? Can this even be called a hotel?" Antoine thought coldly to himself. He now understood why Isabelle was in such a hurry and carrying such a large suitcase!
Since his grandfather had started pushing him to marry Isabelle six months ago, he had resisted her, believing his grandfather had been fooled.
Even when he agreed to the marriage certificate yesterday, it was only to placate his grandfather. He knew nothing about Isabelle and didn’t realize that she had nowhere to stay!
Of course, with his methods, he could have investigated Isabelle and found out details like which hospital she was born in and who delivered her, but he couldn’t be bothered.
Xiao Liu, with his mouth agape, couldn’t believe it. The young mistress, walking through the rain, was rushing just to stay in a place like this? With so many villas at his master’s disposal, how could the young mistress have no place to go?
If this were to get out, it would surely become a huge scandal in F city!
Antoine, who had always been revered as a god by Xiao Liu, had completely lost his image in his eyes. Cold and heartless!
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