A few minutes later, a taxi stopped in front of Isabella Weaver, and Cora Ginger jumped out in her pajamas, hair disheveled, and ran over crying to hug her: "You're not dead, Isabella! That's great!"
Isabella saw Cora's appearance and understood that Cora had been sleeping and rushed out to pick her up as soon as she received the call.
The coldness in her heart warmed a little, and she softly asked, "Is it convenient for me to stay at your place for a few days?"
"There's nothing inconvenient about it, as long as you don't mind my place being small, you can stay as many days as you want!"
Cora spoke while pulling Isabella onto the taxi.
She asked about everything on the road except anything related to Harry Hunter.
The whole city knew about Harry's upcoming wedding; she was afraid Isabella would be sad, so she didn't even mention it.
When they reached Cora's place, Isabella realized unexpectedly she was living in a basement.
It was cold and damp, and the room was very small.
