But.
With Isabella Lindsey's abilities, almost none of the women outside could be her match. The fear lies in someone not relying on sheer strength, but on intrigue and schemes, ever-changing and varied.
Like today, the petty tricks to sow discord among them must be guarded against...
Of course, in Julian Johnsons' heart, no matter what Isabella Lindsey does, he would never doubt her, only trust!
From the moment he lay dying in her arms on the island, his promise to her was encapsulated in these four words:
Commit his life to hers!
"Do you have anything else?" Isabella Lindsey had a gesture of wanting to send him off.
"Sleep with you."
Julian Johnsons already said with his mischievous lips slightly parted:
"Did you see? It's not fully healed yet, it needs more ointment."
"You want me to do it again?" Isabella Lindsey resisted.
Her cold eyes did not look directly at him, instead, she turned away.
