Chapter 253

The bodyguards around her were hired by Atticus because he was worried about her. If a fight broke out, Michael's subordinates might not be able to win.

Moreover, this was outside, and if any commotion affected the company, it would be even more troublesome.

The next second, Michael bent over and pinned her down, firmly controlling her hands in his palms and raising them above her head.

Isabella had no choice but to look up at him.

But she could clearly see the suppressed madness in his eyes, and the unabashed desire for her.

This feeling was not unfamiliar to her.

Every time Michael showed this look, she would be repeatedly tormented by him in bed that night.

But now they were in the car, and outside were all her bodyguards.

Would he do it with her right here?

The thought of what Michael might do to her made Isabella panic instantly, "Michael, even if you're crazy, you have to consider the timing. I'm carrying your child."

She was in the most unstable period of her pregnancy. If Michael really forced her, not only would the child be in danger, but her own life would also be at risk.

But Michael didn't say a word, just looked at her quietly.

At the mention of the child, the desire in his eyes quickly faded. Under her anxious gaze, he reached out and gently stroked her belly.

It was as if he was soothing the child inside, and also soothing her.

Under the gentle touch of Michael's large hand, Isabella couldn't help but move slightly, and unexpectedly saw Michael curl his lips into a smile.

It was as if he was feeling the changes in the child inside her belly.

This strange feeling was not only felt by Michael, but Isabella also noticed it.

Her intuition told her that Michael wouldn't harm her and the child.

Michael pressed his lips together, looking at the belly that hadn't shown much half a month ago, but now had a noticeable curve.

His heart was filled with an indescribable sense of happiness.

This was his child, his and Isabella's child.

At this moment, he just wanted to hold them and never let go.

But he couldn't be so selfish. He secretly set a deadline for himself. After he had dealt with all the dangers, he would go to her and tell her everything.

By then, if she could give him another chance, he would definitely bring her and the child to his side and do his best to make up for everything.

"Isabella, you and the child must be well."

Michael didn't say anything more. He knew that no matter what he said at this moment, Isabella wouldn't believe him.

But how could Isabella not feel the change in his emotions?

She knew he cared about this child, but so what?

Isabella even felt that she was pathetic, unable to forget or let go of him, but in the end, they could only part ways.

The only thing worth being thankful for was that the child could still have Michael's love.

Isabella got out of the car and, escorted by the bodyguards, got into her own car.

Watching the scenery outside pass by bit by bit, her heart was also stirred.

She knew very well that Michael's words were not just casual remarks.

If she came here again, he might take coercive measures, and she really didn't want to see him again.

Every meeting with him affected her emotions.

She didn't want to continue like this.

Fortunately, the receptionist had shown her around the interior of the beauty salon today. When she got back, she would draw a map of the layout.

It would be the same to have someone come and check it out, and it wouldn't attract Harper's attention.

Not long after Isabella's car left, Michael also turned around and left.

Standing in the office, observing Aaron's movements, Renee turned back to her desk after seeing Aaron leave, picked up her phone, and dialed a number.

Since Aaron had no intention of letting her go, she might as well report the situation first.

By the time they investigated her, the matter would have been taken care of.

The Brown Group.

Violet had been waiting in the office for a while, but Michael hadn't returned.

And Aaron seemed to have disappeared as well. He had taken leave from Michael and hadn't come back. The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.

How could these two disappear one after the other as if they had planned it?

Feeling uneasy, she picked up her phone to call Michael, but then she noticed his phone left on the desk.

If he had just gone to the restroom, he shouldn't have been gone this long.

Violet bit her lip and immediately thought of the beauty salon where Harper was.

She had received a call from someone yesterday, saying that she was being watched.

Could it be that Michael really suspected her?

She wasn't afraid of Michael finding out anything. The salon was handled entirely by Renee, with no dirty financial sources.

But Violet was worried about Harper being there alone. Even though Renee was there, she still wanted to go and see if anything had happened.

Harper had to be moved.

For safety's sake, the beauty salon could no longer be used.

A few days later, Whispering Pines Estates.

Isabella was sitting on the balcony, basking in the sun. Even though the temperature outside was very low, the indoor temperature was always kept at a comfortable level.

She didn't feel cold at all. On the contrary, as an expectant mother, Isabella often felt very warm.

Sometimes she even wanted to open the door and go outside to get some fresh air, but Cinda wouldn't allow it.

As soon as she made any risky move, Cinda would immediately pick up the phone and call Atticus, and within three seconds, she would receive Atticus's "interrogation."

Over time, she learned to behave.

When she felt hot, she would come to the balcony to feel the breeze through the window, which was less stifling.

Just as Isabella was about to fall asleep on the swing in the afternoon sun, Cinda came over with a plate of fruit.

"I heard that eating more grapes during pregnancy will make the baby's eyes big and bright. Come on, eat more, it's good for the baby."

Isabella had become numb to such remarks.

From the beginning, Cinda had said that eating apples would make the baby's skin good, and eating blueberries would make the baby smart.

Cinda used this trick to make her eat different fruits every day.

She had eaten so much that her teeth were sore.

Now, seeing fruit made her stomach churn with acid.

But she couldn't bear to refuse Cinda's good intentions, so she reluctantly picked up a grape and put it in her mouth. "Cinda, stop using the baby to pressure me. Just tell me what you want me to eat."

Cinda just smiled. She knew Isabella wasn't really angry, but was just being playful with her.

"If I didn't mention the baby, and just told you to eat these fruits every day, you probably wouldn't even look at them."

Even Isabella's uncles couldn't do anything with her, so Cinda had to use this trick to get her to eat more fruit.

After all, she was experienced and knew how to coax Isabella into eating.