CHAPTER 236: CHAPTER 236: WHO IS LYING?

"Cousin, don’t let him deceive you. Now the whole city knows he’s going to marry Cherry Lewis. Even my family and the Weaver Family have received the invitations! No one knows about your existence, no one knows you’re married."

Alexander Parker glared fiercely at Harry Hunter: "You’re deliberately not letting my cousin watch TV or use her phone, aren’t you afraid she’ll see the news?"

Harry Hunter’s face was cold and indifferent: "If that’s the case, then why are you in such a rush to take Isabella away now? Wait until Saturday. If I really marry Cherry Lewis, you won’t need to say a word; Isabella will leave me on her own. It won’t be too late for you to take her away then."

Alexander Parker nodded in agreement: "You’ve got a point, so I plan to stay here until Saturday!"

"You can’t stay here!"

"Why not?"

"Because you might go crazy suddenly, and it’s easy for you to hurt Isabella!"

Alexander Parker’s bright, lively eyes dimmed little by little.

He looked at Isabella Weaver, his expression showing sadness and pain: "Cousin, I’m sorry, I’ve hurt you again..."

But he absolutely couldn’t bring himself to give up!

"How about I stay next door to you? Isn’t Harry Hunter here too? That way, if I can’t control myself, he can knock me out, or you can hit me too!"

He wanted to hug Isabella Weaver, but as he stepped forward, he hesitated and stepped back.

The attraction Isabella Weaver had for him was deadly. Her face and body had swelled but now were beautiful and tempting again. No one knew how much self-control he needed every time he saw her to stop himself from tearing off her clothes and devouring her skin.

As he thought about it, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and a huge desire rose in his heart to consume her!

Clinging to the last shred of clarity, he painfully held his head and dashed out of the hospital room.

Harry Hunter had been bracing himself but, seeing Alexander run off, he turned to look at Isabella Weaver: "Can he control himself?"

"Sometimes he can, sometimes he can’t." Isabella Weaver finally let her tense nerves relax a bit, "He seems to have improved a lot recently and should be undergoing treatment."

"He’s too dangerous!"

Harry Hunter’s brow furrowed. He had sent Connor out to take care of things today, and the bodyguards stationed outside were likely no match for Alexander Parker, which is why he got inside.

The frequency and terror of Alexander Parker’s episodes were so high; how in the world did Isabella Weaver survive him all these years?

No wonder she was much more mature than others her age, no wonder she kept people at a distance; her past life was practically like Hell!

He couldn’t help but gather Isabella Weaver into his arms: "Aren’t you scared?"

"Yes."

Isabella Weaver admitted frankly.

"That’s why I escaped from the Weaver Family overnight and married you."

She pushed Harry Hunter away, unnervingly calm: "But now, it seems like you’re going to marry someone else? Did you sign the divorce agreement?"

"Of course, I didn’t sign it!"

"If you didn’t sign it, how can you marry a second person?"

"I only married you; there is no second person, don’t listen to Alexander Parker’s nonsense."

Harry Hunter was so furious with Alexander Parker. He had everything planned out perfectly but neglected that this lunatic would cause problems!

Isabella Weaver didn’t believe it: "Where’s my phone? Give me my phone!"

"Your phone is broken, so I asked Connor to buy you a new one."

"Then let me use your phone first."

"My phone is also broken."

Isabella Weaver suddenly fell silent.

She’s not stupid; there must be something wrong!

Harry Hunter had previously used his phone, but now he says it’s broken!