Chapter Seven: Moving In Together
Randall couldn’t believe it when he heard that Isabe and Timothy had called off their engagement. He couldn’t wrap his head around it, so he dashed straight to Timothy’s office.
“Are you brainwashed by Ang again?” he blurted out.
Even though Timothy and Ang seemed to me Isabe for everything, Randall couldn’t agree. He was convinced that Ang was behind it all, plotting against Isabe.
“Why do you have such a grudge against Ang?” Timothy frowned.
Randall scoffed, “Because I’ve known Ang since we were kids. Do you know how many times she’s schemed against Isabe?”
Now, every time Timothy heard Isabe’s name, he felt annoyed, especially seeing Randall unconditionally defending her.
“She already had an engagement but went messing around with others. I saw it with my own eyes, can’t me anyone else for it,” Timothy asserted.
Randall was taken aback at first, then resolutely stated, “Impossible. Isabe would never do such a thing.”
This topic was a thorn in Timothy’s side, and Randall’s unwavering belief made him even more frustrated.
Over the past month, he had wondered if he misunderstood the situation. After all, Isabe, although increasingly stubborn as she grew older, didn’t seem like the type to do what they used her of.
But every time he considered this, he couldn’t shake the image of the marks on Isabe’s body from his mind. Those were undeniable.
Randall’s steadfast belief only fueled Timothy’s anger. “Anyway, the engagement is off. We have no business with each other anymore. If you don’t believe me, go ask her yourself. And don’t bother bringing up her name to me again.”
Randall gave a bitterugh.
Leaving with the remark, “With your temperament, you won’t have any ce to cry in the future,” he walked away without looking back.
Isabe was unaware of the discord between Randall and Timothy due to her. After signing the agreement, she went home to get her ID and then went straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau with Vincent.
They swiftly registered and obtained their marriage certificate.
Coming out of the bureau, Isabe felt somewhat dazed. After all, getting married was a significant event in one’s life.
Vincent agreed with this sentiment, so he nced at their marriage certificate, then reached for Isabe’s hand to borrow hers.
Although Isabe didn’t understand why, she obediently handed him her marriage certificate.
She watched as Vincent ced the two marriage certificates together, took a photo, and quickly posted it on social media.
Isabe: “…”
There were all sorts of posts about certificates on social media, but she hadn’t expected Vincent to do this right after getting the certificate.
Seeing her looking at him with shock, Vincent exined, “I did this mainly to avoid unnecessary troubles around us.”
Isabe nodded, “I understand.”
After all, with wealth and looks, there would undoubtedly be many admirers around him. Moreover, he had mentioned that he wasn’t interested in women, so encountering such situations must be quite torturous for him.
Having taken advantage of him so much, Isabe didn’t mind being a shield for him.
Isabe lived in an old apartment building where all sorts of people resided.
Vincent had noticed this when he apanied her to get her ID earlier. It was noisy and definitely not a conducive environment for her to rest.
Isabe was pregnant now and needed proper rest to take care of herself.
Moreover, he had put in so much effort to establish a legal rtionship; he had to take the opportunity to get along well with people.
As the car stopped in front of the apartment building, Isabe thanked him and got out of the car. Vincent followed her out.
“Vincent, I’m here. Thank you,” Isabe said.
Vincent raised an eyebrow, “I’lle up with you to help pack. We’re moving today.”
Isabe thought having the marriage certificate was enough, but apparently, they were moving too?
“I’m worried about you living here,” Vincent added.
Isabe was puzzled.
Vincent seemed to understand what she was thinking and exined, “This ce isn’t safe. Considering your current situation, it’s not suitable for you to stay here. I need to ensure your safety.”
Vincent’s gaze drifted to Isabe’s belly as he spoke.
Isabe followed his gaze to her t stomach, which was very t, and couldn’t see anything.
Vincent’s reason was indeed irrefutable.
But…
Isabe bit her lip, “My phone and wallet are still at Audrey’s. She’ll probablye over tonight to find me.”
Vincent shrugged, “Let her bring them to my ce.”
“Your ce?” Isabe thought Vincent meant finding another ce for her since this ce wasn’t safe.
“Isabe, we’re married now,” Vincent stated.
“Married by agreement,” Isabe reminded him.
“No matter what form of marriage it is, it’s a fact that we’re married. You’re afraid that the child will be born illegitimate, but if we separate after marriage, the child will still face plenty of rumors,” Vincent argued.All content ? N/.?vel/Dr/ama.Org.
Isabe had nothing to say.
“But Audrey… Well, tonight, I’ll go get them from her myself.”
Vincent studied her for a moment, finally understanding what she had been worried about all day.
He chuckled, “Are you so afraid of her?”
Isabe nodded, “It’s Audrey we’re talking about. If she finds out about these things, she might just eat me alive.”
Vincent could see the strong bond between them, a friendship that went both ways.
He admitted feeling a bit jealous. Any kind of rtionship that reached such a level of mutual support was something to aspire to.
When Isabe first rented this ce, she moved in with just a suitcase, so she didn’t have much to pack. It didn’t take long to tidy up everything.
In less than an hour, they had packed everything. Isabe took Vincent downstairs to find thendlord.
Isabe was a regr target for thendlord’s rent reminders, so they were quite familiar with each other. Seeing Isabe with a man, thendlord almost instantly understood what was happening.
“Moving out?” she asked.
Isabe, who had been frightened by her persistent reminders, was always nervous when she saw her. Upon hearing her question, Isabe nodded frantically, like a student being called on by a teacher in ss.