"Not home?"
Isabella Lindsey's hand trembled slightly as she held the phone.
"Yeah, I've been sleeping almost all day. Aunt has gone out to buy medicine for me in between..."
Nella Crassus hesitated, somewhat evasively saying, "Maybe she's out again. Why don't you wait a bit, and I'll call you back later."
Nella didn't think much of it; Aunt is beautiful and has rich life experiences, and there's a lot of tumultuous stories circulating in Yanghai City about her and Little Palace...
"...Hmm."
Isabella responded lightly after a long pause and hung up the phone.
At this moment.
A stunning man entered the kitchen, under the dazzling lights, got close to her, leaned against her fragrant neck, noticing how she stood motionless holding the spatula, smirked, and said, "Troubled thoughts?"
"...No."
Isabella continued to stir-fry the celery and lily, her body inclined slightly forward, in a cold tone, said, "Stay away from me."
"Why?"
