Marriage And Love Again

The two of them quickly walked to the C1 area, AliciAlexandre still had to go inside, so it was Callie’s house that came first.

“I’m here, what time do you go to school tomorrow?”

Izabella was still a little lost, when she heard Callie’s words, her eyes lit up, “Six-thirty.”

“Oh, I’ll meet you here at six thirty-five then.”

Callie takes it so much for granted that Izabella forgets that they are still “lovers”.

A little incredulous, she asked carefully, “Are you going to school with me tomorrow?”

Callie blew up when she heard Izabella’s words: “Don’t think so much! I just think that since you are Marcus’ sister and I am going to be Marcus’ girlfriend in the future, it is good to have more contact with you, after all, I am going to be your little sister-in-law in the future.”

At the age of 16 or 17, Izabella doesn’t know how Callie can say “little sister-in-law” so bluntly and without any embarrassment.

Instead, she felt a little embarrassed and her face got a little hot: “I didn’t misunderstand.”

She knew how it was possible to make friends on the first day.

Izabella glanced at Callie, hesitated, but couldn’t resist saying, “That, I really have no relationship with Victor, do you really not like Victor anymore?”

Callie didn’t know why, but she seemed to get angry all of a sudden: “Ah, Izabella you are so annoying!”

She said, turned around and ran home.

Izabella blushed white and looked at Callie’s back, pursing her lips and looking down at the tips of her shoes.

Misspoke again?

Callie thinks that Izabella is really nerdy, she has given up Victor to her, why is she still mentioning Victor at this time?

After running home in embarrassment, Callie suddenly thought of something and turned around and ran to the balcony, ignoring her mother calling her behind her back.

The sunset at 6:00 in the evening was beautiful, but she wasn’t watching the sunset.

Once I looked down, I really saw a poor man standing outside the entrance of my house.

Callie suddenly felt less angry again, “She doesn’t really think I hate her, does she?”

After a moment’s hesitation, Callie still turned around and went downstairs.

Izabella stood for a while and was just about to leave when she noticed Callie come out again, she knew she wasn’t very good at talking and just looked up at Callie.

Callie grunted and threw a note into her arms: “My cell phone number, remember to send me a message when you go out tomorrow.”

Izabella was stunned for a moment and reacted, Callie had already run back inside the villa.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

She picked up the note in her arms and just opened it to see “Izabella you are stupid! Underneath the font was a series of phone numbers.

Izabella smiled slowly, took out her cell phone and saved Callie’s cell phone number into her own cell phone, then put the note in her diary before she walked back to the villa.

It was beginning to get dark and Izabella quickened her pace.

A bicycle flew past her, but in just two seconds, it stopped right in front of her.

Victor got out of the car and looked back at Izabella who was walking over and couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

It’s been more than an hour since school ended, why did she just arrive home?

Izabella also recognized it was Victor, she was a little surprised, thinking about what happened on the basketball court this afternoon, she walked over and subconsciously looked at Victor’s arm.

Victor’s left hand on the small arm with very obvious abrasions, not much serious, just Victor all white skin, abrasions and red and purple, a long piece, seven or eight centimeters in length, looking a little alarming.

Victor saw people standing still at the door, and he was a little impatient: “You don’t have your keys?”

Hearing his words, Izabella reacted, embarrassed: “Bring it.”

Izabella hastily flipped out the key and opened the door.

Austin and Suny were both away from home for a few days, and Suny asked Austin to come over to Alicia’s side for a few days.

Victor comes back to live with the Lloyd family a few times a year, and Alicia has specially prepared a room for him, which has a lot of Victor’s clothes in it.

Victor knew his way around, pushed his cart to the parking lot, parked it, and went up to the second floor with the basketball in his arms.

He was tall and long-legged and finished the stairs in a few steps, much faster than Izabella who didn’t have to park.

Alicia saw him, as usual: “Wow, I haven’t seen him for a month, Victor has grown taller and more handsome again!”

“godmother.”

Alicia saw Izabella behind Victor and smiled as she walked over and pulled Izabella over: “Izabella, this is the son of my aunt’s best friend, Victor, I told you about!”

“Victor, this is your sister Izabella, she is in the same school with you, from now on, you have to help your aunt to take good care of your sister!”

Victor glanced at Izabella, “I’m in the same class as her.”

Alicia was a little surprised, “That’s even better, Izabella she’s more introverted, Victor brings her along more.”

“I got it, godmother!”

As we speak, Ashle and Marcus, father and son, go upstairs together.

Victor called out one by one, “I’m going to my room to change my clothes.”

He was familiar with the Lloyd family and went up to the third floor after he finished.

Seeing that Izabella was still carrying her school bag, Alicia also told her to go to her room and put it down first.

Izabella dutifully responded and followed Victor upstairs with her school bag.

Seeing the room Victor entered, Izabella realized that he was living across the hall from her room.

Victor glanced back at her before entering the room. Izabella, somewhat inexplicably vain, hurriedly lowered her head and trotted back to her room.

Putting down her school bag, Izabella saw the iodine volts and antiseptic swabs sitting on the table, pursed her lips, but went over and picked them up, then walked across the room to the door.

Victor had just taken off and put on his pants when he heard a knock on the door, casually put on his top set, then walked over and opened the door, seeing Izabella standing in the doorway, he couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow: “Something wrong?”

His clothes were still on, and the left side of his shirt was stuck on top, revealing a tight little belly.

Izabella originally lowered her head, looked up instantly swept, head buzzed some paste, looking at Victor, frozen for two seconds before speaking words: “Thank you for this afternoon, this is for you.”

She blushed and shoved the iodine and cotton swabs into Victor’s hand, then turned and ran back to her room.

“Izabella leaned against the door panel, her face as red as a boiled shrimp.

Victor tsked, feeling baffled, and turned around only to find himself undressed.

He let out a low curse, and his earlobes were slightly red.

Victor hastily pulled down his clothes and turned around and put the things in his hands on a side desk.

That little injury, he didn’t need it.