CHAPTER 215: CHAPTER 215: WHEN YOU GROW UP, YOU BECOME A TIGER

"Cousin, go now, I have to attend class." Isabella Weaver said, turning and entering the school gate.

After walking for a while, she looked back and discovered that Alexander Parker was actually following her!

Moreover, he walked with such ease, not at all like a blind person.

Isabella couldn’t help but ask, "Are your eyes healed already?"

"No."

"Then why do you walk so steadily?"

"Because I’m smart."

From childhood to now, Isabella’s intelligence has always been crushed by him. Although she didn’t really understand how smartness could compensate for blindness, she knew there was no way she could win an argument against Alexander Parker.

"Stop following me and go back to the hospital, your health isn’t fully recovered, you shouldn’t be pushing yourself like this."

Alexander Parker looked innocent: "I can’t see, how do you expect me to go back?"

"Go back the way you came. Didn’t you boast about being smart?"

"Not smart, I’m very dumb!"

Isabella laughed in exasperation: "Where are you dumb?"

Alexander’s voice was very soft, so soft that only he could hear it: "I lost you."

Isabella saw a hint of sadness flash in his vacant eyes, she almost thought she had imagined it. Could he really have emotions like sadness?

Most of his emotions were actually feigned. He had extremely high intelligence, and to make himself seem like a normal person, he could mimic all the usual joys and sorrows. But in reality, his heart was indifferent and cold, even when he strangled his young sister with his own hands, he was utterly unmoved.

How could someone so cold and cruel feel sad because of one sentence from her?

But she softened a little after all, and her voice gentled: "Cousin, you really need to go back to the hospital. Today’s class is for graduation thesis guidance, I can’t take you with me."

Alexander didn’t speak. Isabella assumed she had convinced him, and breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she turned around, he hugged her from behind.

"Isabella!"

Alexander’s voice carried evident restraint. He had never thought that one day he would have to restrain his emotions!

He didn’t even know what emotions were before!

"Divorce Harry Hunter!"

"That’s impossible."

"If you insist on being with him, I might do things that will upset you."

Isabella’s tone suddenly turned melancholic: "Things that upset me? There are too many of those; I’ve had very few happy moments since I was little."

"Marry me, and I’ll make sure you’re happy, let you do whatever you want!"

How is that possible?

Isabella was perfectly clear-headed. Alexander had high intelligence, but he didn’t understand human relationships, he oversimplified many matters.

She wasn’t going to entangle with him, struggling vigorously, trying to pry open the arms encircling her shoulders: "I’m going to be late! Let go of me!"

"I won’t, unless you agree to take me to class."

Isabella stamped on his foot in anger: "What class would a genius attend? Stop messing around!"

"I want to be with you!"

He acted shamelessly, and Isabella couldn’t bear it anymore, she bowed her head and bit his hand hard.

For any ordinary person, being bitten like that would’ve hurt enough to let go, but Alexander seemed unfazed and even asked Isabella with concern, "Are you calmed down yet? If not, you can bite me a few more times. I’ve bitten you so many times, just consider it revenge."

Remembering the finger he bit through earlier, Isabella’s anger flared, and indeed she bit him again, hard.

Alexander still didn’t let go. Instead, his voice became even more gentle: "My little Isabella has grown up, turned into a little tiger."