Chapter 480 I Hope You Can Pity Me a Little Bit
Isabella put on a kind face.
Alexander was frozen and then looked at Victoria.
Victoria couldn't help but sneer, then turned and walked away.
Alexander's heart skipped a beat, immediately wanting to chase after her.
Victoria suddenly turned around, pointing at his chest. "Don't follow me."
'You found a bitch to disgust me and still wanted me to make a decision. What a joke. Isabella and you are truly a perfect match.'
She cursed inwardly and strode towards the elevator.
Victoria rarely used the staff elevator, and then...
"Ms. Kensington, are you out of your mind?"
"Exactly. How could you leave Mr. Harrington with her in the lobby?"
"You should go out and take Mr. Harrington back."
"That's your man. You need to defend him."
"Hurry, hurry."
The elevator opened again.
Then, she was pushed out by them.
She stared blankly at the two people in front of her, who were also looking at her.
Victoria looked around woodenly, then turned directly to look at the closed elevator door.
What was going on?
What was she supposed to defend?
During working hours, she should be working properly.
Besides, Alexander didn't love her. She felt nauseous just seeing Victoria. What was she supposed to defend?
Victoria arrived today with his garment to exhibit, and they had a typical gathering the night before.
He should have promptly instructed Victoria to discard the coat and transport her elsewhere. He continued to urge her to make a decision. What had to be defended?
Did a grown-up man need a woman to handle such a thing?
If he really loved her, he wouldn't let these things disgust her.
But now she was pushed out.
Shoure happened to come in from outside, saw them, and immediately called out, "Mr. Harrington, I just wanted to ask you something. Let's talk while we walk."
"Get lost," Alexander said coldly.
Shoure left dejectedly, scratching his head, unable to resolve the awkward situation.
"Come here," Alexander called Victoria again.
Victoria thought she was really good-tempered. She would proceed if he desired her to do so.
She strode over, angrily not looking at him.
Alexander asked her, "What do you think we should do?"
"Tell her to get lost," Victoria didn't look at anyone, just said coldly.
Janaye happened to come in and heard these words, immediately giving Victoria a thumbs up secretly.
Of course, Victoria couldn't see anything now.
She seemed confident saying this, but she wasn't at all.
She was very scared inside, worrying that Alexander wouldn't listen to her the next second.
"Did you hear that?" Alexander's deep voice asked someone, but it needed to be clarified who.
Victoria couldn't help but look at him. Seeing him looking at Isabella, she also looked at Isabella.
Isabella felt humiliated and couldn't look at him. She grinned at Victoria and gently tugged at his sleeve in a nice mood. "Got it. In front of your wife, I'm a villain. Don't push Victoria, I'll depart. Victoria, you stop troubling with Alexander. He's exhausted from work."
"Actually, what I want to say is, please leave here immediately." Victoria tried hard to control herself.
When Alexander looked at her, she also lowered her eyes.
At this moment, all three of their faces didn't look good.
Isabella seemed to be the gentlest person. She said, "Okay, I'll leave right away."
"Then I leave. I'll place the dessert there since Victoria won't let you touch it. Someone can bring it up for you to eat later. Didn't you feel sick last night? Dessert has stomach-friendly components. Remember to eat," Isabella gently reminded him, then turned to leave.
Victoria felt that Isabella was doing things she shouldn't be doing.
And had he a stomachache?
How did she not know?
Victoria couldn't help but glance at him and quickly look away.
She accidentally glanced at the black coat draping over Isabella's arm.
"Stop," Victoria shouted.
Isabella stopped not far away, lowered her head, held back her emotions, and then smiled again. She turned around. "Victoria, is there anything else?"
"Leave the coat," Victoria reminded.
Isabella seemed to remember she was holding his coat, hugged it tighter, and smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I forgot."
Isabella walked back.
Victoria thought, 'How could she forget this? She didn't forget the dessert. She nagged Alexander so much, what could she really forget?'
"Here you go, don't be so careless. If I pick it up again, Victoria will misunderstand even more," Isabella still spoke so kindly.
Alexander smiled faintly, looking at Victoria. "Can I take it?"
Victoria didn't know what identity he was using to talk to her, but she instinctively grabbed the coat from Isabella's hand and held it tightly.
"The coat is handmade. You can't hold it like that, or it will wrinkle," Isabella kindly reminded.
Victoria thought, 'The coat is in my arms now. Do you still need to care?'
"Sorry, I shouldn't have said more. Do as you please. Can I leave now?" Isabella looked bullied with tears in her eyes.
Victoria knew she was acting. Once she left the Harrington Group office building, Isabella would immediately change her face.
"Yes," Victoria replied.
Isabella saw that Victoria was actually very angry, so she smiled and nodded, then humbly turned around. "I'm leaving now. You shouldn't call me back this time, right?"
"As Alexander's wife, I hope you never step into the Harrington Group office building again and never appear in front of my husband again." Victoria couldn't hold back anymore.
This time, she probably lost the battle.
Victoria knew in her heart that by saying these words, she was telling others she was a shrew.
She forbade other women around Alexander.
She was petty, immature, and inconsiderate.
There would definitely be such voices.
But she couldn't stand it.
Why did this woman keep tormenting her, and Alexander did nothing?
Since he asked her to make a decision, she would show him.
Anyway, whatever this marriage would end up with, she would accept it.
Isabella also looked at her in confusion, looking very scared, "Victoria, why do you have to do this? I've known Alexander since we were kids."
"Even if you knew each other in the womb, it wouldn't matter," Victoria said stubbornly.
She was clearly bullying Isabella, but for some reason, she felt aggrieved and started to cry.
At this moment, she was clearly the villain, but she suddenly felt particularly sad.
Isabella glanced at Alexander, then at her, and approached her softly. "I know our family did something wrong to you . You dislike women who know Alexander longer than you. You're young and immature, but Victoria, I hope you understand. I've wished you happiness, and I don't have long to live. Please don't mistreat me. I hope you can pity me a little bit, okay?"
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