Chapter 1035 From Now On, We Will Never Be Apart
Isabella's eyes were fixed on Leon, and Leon couldn't help but feel a bit overwhelmed.
Seeing Leon staring silently at the photo on his phone, Isabella's heart sank.
Isabella understood that sex between men and women was indeed hard to explain clearly. She knew she was being a bit unreasonable, but she still felt unwilling to let it go.
At this moment, Leon suddenly held up his phone to show Isabella. "Look here!"
Isabella looked down at where Leon's finger was pointing and couldn't help but frown.
Leon was pointing at his wrist in the photo. Although he was shirtless, he was still wearing his watch.
Leon had a habit of not wearing his watch when sleeping or having sex because he felt it would dig into him.
There had been several times when they had sex, and he had to stop midway to take off his watch. So, Leon would never wear his watch while sleeping or having sex.
Therefore, it could be deduced that Leon was indeed drunk at the time and had no awareness, otherwise he couldn't have taken off his watch.
A man without awareness wouldn't have sex with a woman.
With this answer, Isabella couldn't help but feel joyful. He hadn't lied to her and had nothing with Bronte. That day, Bronte must have staged the scene for her to see.
The next moment, Isabella looked up and met Leon's eyes.
Their eyes locked, and suddenly they felt a mutual understanding.
Then, Isabella smiled.
At this moment, Leon turned off his phone and tossed it onto the bed behind him.
"Good thing you know my habit, or I wouldn't have been able to explain this time," Leon whispered in Isabella's ear.
His voice was incredibly seductive, and the warm breath he exhaled made Isabella's ears itch.
Isabella blushed, glanced at him, and playfully said, "Lucky you this time!"
The next moment, Leon stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Isabella's waist, looking down at her. "There won't be a next time because I don't think my luck will be this good again."
"How dare you talk about next time? Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing? Do you even consider me your wife?" Isabella started to complain.
Leon held her and explained seriously, "Your temper is so uncontrollable. If I told you, could you have held back? Besides, I was more worried about your and Milo's safety. I really couldn't take that risk. So, Isabella, I sincerely apologize. It was all my fault, but I had no choice!"
Hearing this, Isabella understood that her temper was indeed very impatient, and his concerns were reasonable.
The next moment, Isabella suddenly remembered something and urgently asked, "By the way, Susan said that Bronte's father tried to harm you when you were in Skyhaven. Is that true?"
Hearing this, Leon nodded.
"What exactly happened? Tell me quickly! You weren't hurt, were you?" Isabella anxiously touched Leon's cheek, looking him up and down. Although she knew that so many days had passed and he was likely safe, she couldn't help but worry.
Sensing Isabella's anxiety, Leon smiled and reassured her, "Don't worry, I wasn't hurt at all. At that time, Bronte's father did want to kill me, but Bronte saved me. That's why I've always shown her leniency."
"She really has deep feelings for you, doesn't she?" Isabella's voice had a hint of jealousy.
Hearing this, Leon said, "Because of me, Bronte almost turned against her father. Without Bronte, it would have been very difficult for me to turn things around at Johnson Corporation."
Hearing this, Isabella glared at Leon and pushed him. "Then why don't you marry her?"
Sensing Isabella's distance, Leon pulled her back into his arms with a possessive look in his eyes. "Because I have you!"
His gaze was so intense that it almost set Isabella on fire. Isabella felt her skin start to burn.
"Why are you looking at me like that? It's scary!" Isabella's hand rested on his chest, her voice low.
The next moment, Leon suddenly hugged Isabella tightly and said emotionally, "Actually, Bronte's father did give me a chance. If I married Bronte, he would let me go. But I knew that even if I died, I couldn't compromise because I can't live without you and our Milo!"
Hearing this, Isabella was immediately shocked.
Faced with life and herself, he chose her. Isabella believed these words.
The next moment, Isabella buried her face in Leon's chest and murmured, "Milo and I can't live without you either."
"We'll never be apart again!" Leon's chin rested on Isabella's head, gently rubbing.
"We can't go through any more hardships. I can't take it, really!" Isabella's warm tears fell on his shirt.
"There won't be any more hardships." The next moment, Leon cupped Isabella's cheeks with both hands and gently kissed her.
Susan walked into the bedroom holding Milo, coaxing him, "Milo, be good. Milo, smile."
At this moment, Seb had already followed Susan into the bedroom.
Seeing Milo sitting on the bed, Seb stepped forward and placed his hand on Susan's shoulder.
His large hand was warm and strong, and Susan understood his intention. She smiled slightly but continued to play with Milo with a toy.
At this moment, Seb couldn't wait any longer. He bent down and whispered in Susan's ear, "You have a minute?"
"Can't you see I'm taking care of Milo?" Susan glanced at Seb.
Her eyes had a playful glint, making Seb even more restless.
The next moment, his voice became hoarse as he asked, "Don't you miss me?"
Hearing this, Susan's heart inexplicably trembled.
How could she not miss him? She had been counting the days for the past ten days, just waiting for today.
At this moment, a faint sound of footsteps approached.
Seb quickly straightened up and removed his hand from Susan's shoulder, while Susan continued to play with Milo.
The next moment, when Kathy walked into the bedroom, the temperature between them had dropped several degrees, and their eyes didn't linger on each other.
Kathy walked in and said with a smile, "Mrs. Anderson, let me take Milo to play. You and Mr. Anderson haven't seen each other for many days; you should talk."
Hearing this, Seb couldn't help but smile.
However, when Kathy tried to pick up Milo, Milo was unwilling.