Chapter 61 - 61: Perverted Cousin"Who did you say?!"

    Isabella Weaver was utterly incredulous!

    "It''s my cousin Alexander Parker. You and him were childhood friends. Don''t you remember him?"

    Ella Weaver smiled with a hint of cruelty: "I introduced this marriage to you. After you have children, don''t forget about me!"

    Isabella couldn''t stop her body from shaking.

    Alexander Parker is a psychopath!

    She was never childhood friends with this psychopath!

    Her face turned pale, and her voice became hoarse: "I will never marry him. If you force me, I''ll end my own life!"

    Ella Weaver wore a beautiful Valentino sheer gown and gracefully descended the stairs to stand before Isabella: "Isabella, why are you saying such foolish things? My cousin isn''t bad, is he? Not only is he handsome, but his family is just as well off as ours. Plus, he''s always liked you. If it wasn''t for me pleading, our uncle and aunt wouldn''t necessarily welcome you into the family!"

    Isabella''s eyes were red: "If he''s so great, why don''t you marry him!"

    "Stop saying silly things. I am his first cousin; close relatives marrying is illegal, so it''s only fair for you!"

    "Alright, there''s no need to say anything else. Isabella, just stay at home. This matter is decided. I''ve already arranged the date with the Parker Family. Our families will be even closer."

    Christopher Weaver made the decision and ignored Isabella, turning to go upstairs to the study.

    Rose Parker gently comforted her: "Isabella, don''t worry. Alexander''s condition has improved a lot with treatment over the past few years. He won''t hurt you. He''s excited to see you after learning you''re going to marry him!"

    For the first time, fear flashed in Isabella''s eyes: "I won''t meet him!"

    Ella Weaver enjoyed her terrified expression and laughed: "He''s coming right away; you two lovebirds should have a good chat!"

    Isabella turned around and began to run outside, but she didn''t even bother to pick up her shoes as they slipped off.

    However, Christopher Weaver had anticipated her escape. There were already people stationed outside the villa, and the gates were tightly closed; she couldn''t get out at all.

    Isabella huddled in a corner of the Garden Estate, forcing herself to calm down and find a way out.

    Suddenly, a voice echoed in the darkness: "Cousin, where are you? I picked up your shoes, be good and come out to wear them."

    Isabella froze completely, terrifying memories of bloodshed surged like waves!

    Alexander Parker!

    "Cousin, so this is where you are."

    A tall figure appeared, simultaneously gentle and sinister, making him seem different from ordinary people.

    "Little fool, why do you still love hiding here even after growing up?"

    Alexander was holding a shoe, half-kneeling in front of Isabella, gently helping her put it on.

    Isabella was about to pull her foot back, but he seized it suddenly.

    The sharp pain hit her, turning Isabella''s face ghostly pale, and she couldn''t help but let out a muffled groan.

    "Oh, sorry, sorry, I didn''t control the force well for a moment and hurt you."

    He hurriedly apologized, reaching out to hug Isabella, very gently, without applying any pressure, as if afraid of hurting her again. Sear?h the N??eFire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    Isabella didn''t dare to move, took a breath, and tried to communicate with him: "Cousin, you want to marry me?"

    "Yes, my Little Isabella, are you happy? We''re finally going to be husband and wife!"

    "But I want to go to school first, it''s too early to get married now."

    "It''s okay, even after we marry, you can still go to school. I''ll listen to you completely."

    "You won''t kill me?"

    "Well... I''ll try."

    Isabella felt utterly hopeless, realizing Alexander''s murderous tendencies were far from cured!