Chapter 566 Thank you for your blessing.
He spread his hands and raised his lips with a hint of provocation or something. "As you know, you women are always clingy from time to time, so even if I have something important, I must go and accompany her."
Benjamin said this with a mischievous tone, expecting to see an interesting expression on her face.
Unexpectedly, Sarah remained calm. "Since that's the case, Mr. Harrington should go and accompany your fiancée first. As for work matters, we can make another appointment."
"Oh, by the way..." She seemed to suddenly remember something and had a serious expression. "I didn't have a chance to congratulate you properly last time. I wish you and Miss Moore a lifetime of happiness."
Benjamin's probing gaze remained fixed on her eyes. After hearing these words, a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.
This woman is really interesting.
Just a dozen minutes ago, her appearance in the bathroom was still vivid in his mind, panicked and distressed.
But now, she could pretend so flawlessly.
Did she hide it so well, or did he misunderstand her?
Benjamin admitted that he had a very unfavorable suspicion of Sarah before. He felt that everything that had happened recently was too coincidental, and she must have had ulterior motives for approaching him.
But now, it seemed that the truth was not so.
After his scrutinizing gaze wandered for a while, Benjamin's burning gaze returned to calmness. His cold voice contained no emotions. "Thank you. Then I will leave."
After he finished speaking, he stood up from the chair and casually picked up the dirty suit on the backrest next to him. His arm lifted in the air with a handsome arc, and the suit went straight into the nearby trash can.
The top designer, Gao Ding, ended its mission just like that.
Sarah's eyebrows twitched slightly, "Mr. Harrington, take care."
She watched the tall figure of the man walking out of the restaurant and let out a relieved sigh, like foam bursting, without leaving any trace.
After Harrington left, he drove straight to the address where Isabella was.
He recalled every fragment about Sarah from earlier on the way, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
Soon, he arrived at the destination and parked the car in the parking spot. After unfastening his seatbelt, he straightened his suit and stepped out of the car with his long legs.
He didn't notice that the new suit's pocket was shallow.
During his unconscious actions just now, the photo he had stuffed into the pocket of his new clothes floated out and fell under the passenger seat next to him.
On it, there was a picture of Harrington and Sarah smiling at the camera.
Harrington entered the mall and walked around before realizing that Isabella was still in the furniture store.
"Benjamin, you're here!"
As soon as she turned her head, she saw the man entering the door. Naturally, she approached him, reaching out to hold his arm, and said, "I really can't make up my mind... so I thought of having you come and take a look. Are you angry?"
Harrington's eyes carried impatience.
He really disliked doing such meaningless things.
But with many people around, as an engaged couple, Harrington naturally had to give Isabella some face.
His indifferent voice made people's ears comfortable. "Of course not."
Isabella breathed a sigh of relief, her face showing a gentle smile. She took the tablet from the store manager next to her and said, "Then take a look quickly. Which color of these sofas is better? My eyes are tired."
This villa could be considered Isabella and Harrington's first true home. She wanted to fill every detail inside with care.
Harrington glanced at the sofa in front of him and then looked at the colorful pictures on the screen.
There was not much difference; he couldn't really tell.
He touched the scar at the corner of his eye. When he lifted his eyelids again, he had a calm and steady appearance. He casually pointed, "This one."
Which one was irrelevant to him; what was important was to quickly choose and leave.
Isabella's eyes lit up, and she moved the hand holding his arm.
"I also think this color looks the best!"
She immediately turned to the store manager and said, "Then help us customize this one according to the measurements I just gave you. Please prepare it as soon as possible."
"Okay, Miss Moore! I will place your order right away!" The store manager nodded and flattered, "Miss Moore and Mr. Harrington are truly a perfect match! You are so well-suited!"
Isabella thanked him with a smile and also ordered a few small items next to her.
"Please customize these for me as well, and we'll pick them up together later."
The store manager smiled and replied, "Alright, Miss Moore!"
Harrington had a slightly furrowed brow as he stood beside them without saying much. His face remained cold and composed.
Ms. Moore had a good grasp of the situation and happened to hit the nail on the head, "We don't need to buy anything else. Let's go back, Benjamin."
Harrington nodded and walked towards the exit.
Ms. Moore followed his rhythm closely, "After Daniel dropped me off, I sent him back to the company to handle some business. Luckily, you happened to be free, or I might have had to take a taxi back."
Harrington's jaw tightened, recognizing that she was being playful, but he responded indifferently, "It's not necessary. There are still plenty of idle opportunities."
They arrived at the parking lot, and Harrington unlocked the car and took the driver's seat. Isabella voluntarily went around to the other side, opened the passenger's door, and got in.
As soon as she pulled the seatbelt over and fastened it, she noticed that her high heels had gotten dirty.
She reached for a tissue and bent down to wipe it, but suddenly, she discovered a photo underneath the seat!
A man and a woman stood side by side, looking harmonious together.
But the people in the photo were Benjamin and Sarah!
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