Burning Love Cute Husband and His Little Wife

232 The Words on the Ring

Isabella pursed her lips. “Can you wait for me to graduate? There are still ten days before we can get to know each other better.”

“To avoid regret, right?”

Isabella didn’t say anything.

“Sure.”

Joseph nodded generously and wrapped Isabella in a blanket. “Then let’s wait for a few more days. Good night.”

“Good night.”

Isabella closed her eyes and felt a little confused.

The simple words between her and Joseph just now seemed to be the proposal.

How pitiful, there was no sweet love, exciting marriage proposal, and engagement in her life. They skipped all the steps and rushed to the marriage certificate.

.....

Moreover, the man in front of her was going to marry her in ten days. She had only known him for less than a month. Moreover, he seemed so casual when it came to their future.

But she just accepted it.

She thought that she was so casual to accept his proposal with just a few words.

God...

Isabella blinked her big eyes and thought about it carefully for a while. She felt that she had too many concerns. After all, the man she was going to marry was Joseph.

It was already a great improvement for him to say that he would try to love her. She thought that she should take it slow.

Isabella comforted herself and turned over to sleep.

However, she didn’t know that when she turned around, Joseph, who seemed to be asleep, opened his eyes and looked at her back. He seemed to think about something.

The next morning, Isabella, who had always liked to sleep in, got up until the last minute. Joseph, who was full of energy, had already gone out to run.

“Fine...”

Isabella flipped the quilt off the bed and muttered, “We are so different. I guess I won’t receive a morning kiss in my lifetime...”

Isabella walked into the bathroom, squeezed some toothpaste, and brushed her teeth in front of the mirror. She caught a glimpse of Joseph’s ruby ring in front of the mirror and picked it up curiously.

It was very heavy.

In the middle of the vintage golden ring was a large square gem that was as red as blood. The gem was bold, but the style of the ring was very conservative with a sense of nobility. It must be valuable.

It was in line with Joseph’s style. They were both calm outside, but arrogant inside.

Isabella turned the ring and suddenly found that there was a line of letters engraved on the inside of the ring, so she narrowed her eyes and looked carefully.

Sunny?

Was this a brand?

Isabella thought about it. In order to get more familiar with Joseph’s life, Isabella searched for the brand of the ring on the Internet.

There was no result.

‘Is it custom-made?’

As Isabella thought about it, she weighed the ring and was about to put it back to its original position when the bathroom door was slammed open.

Isabella turned around and saw Joseph, who was sweating. She immediately smiled sweetly and said, “Are you coming back to take a shower after running? Shall I help you pick today’s suit?”

Now that she had made up her mind to live together, she had to be a good wife.

Isabella was very glad that Joseph was cold to her because of his low EQ, not because he loved someone else. She swore that she would teach Joseph how to love someone with tolerance and gentleness.

She wanted to take the initiative to move towards Joseph, and she wanted to work hard for her happiness.

Unexpectedly, Joseph completely ignored Isabella’s smiling face. A sharp light flashed between his eyebrows and he directly looked at the ring in her hand.

Isabella was stunned. “Oh, this is your ring. I just saw it fall...”

Before she could finish speaking, Joseph snatched the ring from her hand and shouted, “Do not touch my things!”

Because Joseph was a bit scary and Isabella was caught off guard, when Joseph rushed over, Isabella reflexively took a step back. She did not expect Joseph to pull her back.

Her waist crashed into the corner of the counter.

“I...”

Isabella hissed in pain. Joseph’s expression changed.

“It’s precious...”

Isabella clutched her waist and complained, “I won’t steal it. Why are you so fierce...”

Joseph’s eyes flickered and he turned displeased. “I don’t like people touching my personal belongings. Don’t touch these things casually!”

Isabella felt sad to hear what he said.

Isabella raised her eyes and looked at Joseph’s commanding expression. She pursed her lips but didn’t say anything. She turned around, washed her face, and went downstairs for breakfast.

Joseph saw that she was about to cry. He looked down at the ring on his hand and frowned.

Isabella went downstairs and saw that Charlie was not there. She asked curiously, “Is grandpa going out?”

“No.

“Master Wilson is sick. He won’t eat today,” said William.

“Sick?

“What happened? Is he alright?” Isabella asked anxiously, her eyes wide open.

“It’s no big deal.”

Angelina said, “It’s just stomachache. It’s been his old disease for many years. Isabella, you don’t have to worry about it. Doctor Morris will come over later. You can have dinner first. Don’t delay class.”

Isabella turned around and went to Charlie’s room. “I’ll go and take a look at Grandpa first!”

Isabella came to Charlie’s room and saw Charlie lying on the bed. He frowned and his forehead was full of sweat.

As the chairman of the Wilson Consortium, Charlie was usually dignified and domineering. He was like an old pine tree that stood tall, but at this moment, he was the same as all the other elders. His face was full of wrinkles. He was lying alone in a large room, enduring the torture of illness.

Isabella found a warm towel and wiped Charlie’s face. When Charlie opened his eyes and saw that it was Isabella, he looked happy, “Isabella...”

“Grandpa, are you still in pain?”

“William said that Doctor Morris will be here soon. Please hold on.” Isabella carefully wiped Charlie’s face.

“It’s fine.”

Charlie closed his eyes tiredly, “When I was young, I worked too hard. My stomach is always in pain. I’m already used to it.”

“This is not a good habit.”

Isabella looked at Charlie’s pained expression and was anxious. She placed her hand on Charlie’s stomach and said, “Can you feel better after rubbing it?”

Charlie smiled.

“Good child, you still have to go to school. Just let the maid come.”

“The maid is different from your granddaughter.”

Seeing that Charlie could still smile, Isabella heaved a sigh of relief and joked, “How about I tell you a joke? That way, you will forget the pain in your stomach.”