Marriage And Love Again

The first time Izabella got drunk, she woke up the next day and it wasn’t that bad, after all, it was just a very light fruit wine.

It’s just that the clothes on her body have a lot of smell, there is a light smell of wine, and the smell of milk left over from her baking, and some fried chicken and grilled meat from dinner, mixed together, it doesn’t smell good.

Izabella sat propped up on the bed for a while, the events of last night replaying in her mind, scene by scene.

“Ah…”

Why do you talk so much mush when you are drunk?

Izabella’s face exploded red all of a sudden, and she had no idea how she was going to face Victor and the others today.

Just as she was thinking about these things, her phone suddenly rang.

Izabella was stunned for a moment, glanced at the cell phone sitting on the desk not far away, and hurriedly got up and went over to pick it up.

The call was from Callie, and Izabella answered the phone in a hurry: “Callie?”

“You’re awake? Is it hard to feel?”

Izabella pursed her lips in embarrassment, “I just woke up, and it wasn’t hard.”

“Oh, that’s good! You’re such a shallow drinker, don’t drink freely in the future!”

Izabella was embarrassed: “I didn’t know it was fruit wine!”

“Blame me, for not talking to you!”

As Callie finished her sentence, Izabella heard her mother call out to her.

Izabella said in a hurry, “Go ahead, Callie, I’m not uncomfortable, I just got up and I’m going to take a shower.”

“Enn! By the way, I’m going to Grandma’s house for half a month, you remember to miss me oh! Wait for me to come back oh!”

“Good, then have fun at Grandma’s house!”

“Good! I’ll bring you good food when I get back!”

“Okay.”

“Then I’m hanging up!”

“Nnnn!”

After hanging up the phone, Izabella hurriedly found her clothes and went into the bathroom to take a good shower.

It was almost nine o’clock when I got out of the shower.

Izabella’s stomach was rumbling, obviously hungry.

She blew her hair half dry and tidied herself up before going downstairs to look for something to eat.

Alicia and Ashle are not home lately, Marcus came back last night but for some reason, Izabella came downstairs and didn’t see Marcus.

When Auntie saw her coming down, she asked if she was hungry.

Izabella nodded shyly, “Eh, eh, got up late today.”

Izabella has always been a good girl, and the nannies in the house are very fond of her.

Auntie knew that Izabella finished her final exams and went to a classmates’ party last night, laughing: “Usually studying so hard, it’s nothing to sleep once in a while.”

Izabella blushed, “Auntie, has Marcus gone back to school?”

“I didn’t see Marcus when I came over this morning, probably went back to school last night.”

Izabella nodded and just walked out of the kitchen when she saw Victor walking down the stairs.

Izabella immediately thought of what happened last night and she blushed and looked at Victor: “Victor, good morning.”

Victor raised his peachy eyes and looked askance at her, “Just got up?”

Izabella was already blushing, and when she heard Victor’s words, her face became even redder, and the blush spread all the way to her neck, “I got up at eight.”

Victor looked at her and inexplicably thought of that dream of his, he stiffened for a moment and turned his eyes away, “Did you get up in the morning with a headache?”

“No.”

Victor poured a glass of water, tilted his head and drank a large portion of it straight away.

Auntie came out with porridge and pastries, Izabella took her seat, took the chopsticks from her hand and said thank you.

The stomach suddenly “grumbled”, a loud sound, everyone present heard it.

Auntie laughed a little: “Izabella seems to be hungry hard.”

Victor took a seat across from her with his cup, and although he didn’t say anything, the look he gave her was already obvious.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Izabella bowed her head, wishing she could find a hole in the ground.

Victor looked at her, hooked his lips slightly and smiled untraceably.

Izabella took a while to slow down, and the blush on her face faded.

She looked up across the table at Victor, who had just finished eating and when he saw her look over, he gave her a sidelong glance, “Something wrong?”

Izabella shook her head in embarrassment and wanted to say sorry to Victor, but couldn’t.

Izabella’s face is hot now that I think about it, after being so silly last night that she was obviously drunk and kept pretending she wasn’t.

Victor looked at her for a moment, saw that she didn’t say anything, and turned around and went upstairs.

Callie went to her grandmother’s house, Victor went out to play football every day, and Izabella was at home by herself, but in half a month’s time, she finished her revision syllabus.

Callie was supposed to return on July 23, and the two of them had arranged to go shopping on the 25th.

But because Callie’s cousin is back from college and taking her on a trip, Callie won’t be back until mid-August.

Alicia and Ashle are both in Europe this time with SunyAustin and their exclusive, Marcus is busy inside the company, and Victor seems to have his own things to do.

Izabella was a little uncomfortable with the quiet as before, and she wanted to go back home.

After two days of hesitation, Izabella gave Marcus a call and explained the idea.

When Marcus heard about it, he asked Victor to accompany her back straight away.

Izabella could not refuse, so she went back home with Victor.

Izabella’s hometown is in a very remote town west of J City, and it takes more than two hours to drive there.

Her family is not yet in town, and she still has to take a bus for more than an hour to get to the village when she gets to town.

Victor didn’t say anything the whole way and Izabella didn’t dare to speak.

Two people left at nine o’clock in the morning, to the village is already more than one o’clock in the afternoon almost two o’clock.

Izabella’s grip on the straps of her backpack kept tightening: “Victor, are you hungry?”

Victor looked ahead for a while, there was just one road in front of him, nothing, and even if he was hungry, Izabella couldn’t find a place for him to eat.

Retracting his gaze, Victor responded absently, “Not hungry yet, you are?”

Izabella shook her head and took out a sandwich from inside her backpack, “I brought this.”

She said, pulling out another bottle of milk, “And this.”

Victor frowned slightly, “All the food inside your bag?”

Izabella nodded her head in embarrassment, “There are no restaurants or pavilions here.”

The implication is that if she doesn’t bring food, they will have to starve.

Victor directly reached out and took the shoulder bag from her hand, lifting it up, he realized that Izabella is such a small person, carrying a 20 to 30 pounds of bags is not tired at all.

Izabella thought he was looking at what there was to eat and didn’t say anything.

But Victor just slung his backpack over his shoulder and then looked at her, “Which way?”

Izabella glanced at the duffel bag on his shoulder, “Victor, I can carry it myself, it’s heavy …”

“You’re a girl, I’m not so bad as to let you carry it.”

“I’m very strong.”

“Strength is also a girl.”

Izabella was stunned for a moment, her eyes suddenly warmed and she pointed forward, “It’s still a mile away.”

Victor narrowed his eyes for a moment, held up his umbrella and walked to her side, “Let’s go.”