Mysterious Wolf

Isla's complexion turned red, and she looked at Axel softly, "No, my bestie is waiting for me."

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Kate, who was squatting on the side of the road pulling weeds out of boredom, saw Isla and walked over quickly, "Isla, come with me!"

Isla's rosy face had a charming aura, which made Kate notice something was wrong with her at a glance, "Have you been drinking?"

"Didn't drink much."

"Look at your blushing face." Kate stroked her delicate face, and the temperature burned her hands, "It's not worth it to get drunk for a man! I will take you to kill that couple of bitches!"

Isla suddenly pulled her to a stop and said, "Kate."

She turned around, "What's wrong?"

The night was dark, but Isla's eyes were extremely calm, "Let's go."

She suddenly didn't want to explore anymore, so what could she do? Now she finally got her long-cherished wish, and nothing and no one could dispel her idea of marrying Mark.

Mark had all the money, fame and status, but it was his face that makes countless women fascinated.

She had met countless women who want to get close to Mark, but so what, she didn't give them a chance. Sarah was just one of them.

"Isla..." Kate had never seen her like this before. She thought it was ridiculous.

Except for the blind man Mark, Isla was a star-studded presence in front of all the noble men in Hong Kong. Even her best friend had to be pampered. How could a baby who was pampered by everyone be so humble and cowardly?

Kate held her hand tightly, biting her lip and asked, "Are we just going to let them go like this?"

A gentle male voice floated into the ears in the wind, "Sarah, let's go back, its cold outside."

Sarah whispered softly, "Mark, are you going to see Miss Isla?"

"No." He answered without hesitation, "I'm here with you, but you have to go back to the ward."

Isla could no longer pretend to turn a blind eye. She walked toward them with a smile on her face, "Mark, you should have asked me to come with you."

The two of them were shoulder to shoulder, one tall, one short, one strong and one slender. Their bodies were incompatible with each other, and the protectiveness he displayed stung Isla's eyes. Mark's expression had changed a little when he saw Isla. He felt guilty, "Isla, why are you here?"

Isla smiled extraordinarily brightly, "We will soon be a family. Your friend is sick, and I should have come with you to see her."

"Ms. Isla." Sarah's voice was soft and soft, with a pitiful frailty. "I don't have much health problems. Thank you for your concern." This was the ex who Mark holds dear to his heart. He has a neat and delicate face, pure and gentle.

Compared with Isla's aggressive beauty, she was soft and graceful, like a beautiful little white flower that breaks easily on the roadside, which can easily arouse men's desire for affection.

Isla's beautiful peach blossom eyes curved into a smile, showing a hint of edge, "Mark, she said it's okay, so can you come with me? It's not past twelve o'clock, you can still help me it's my birthday."

His face turned cold instantly, "Isla, why are you obsessed with just one birthday?"

Isla found it very funny, "Mark, it seems that you haven't realized who the person you should accompany is." Those slender and charming eyes were full of sarcasm, as if they could reveal the unhappiness in her heart.

Men were inherently evil and do not like to be dominated by women. He looked at Isla with cold eyes, "Isla, I hope you can be more sensible. I will not leave before Sarah recovers."

Kate laughed angrily and cursed loudly, "Mark, you idiot, have you been drunk by this woman? You are the one who is disconnected from your ex, right? You speak so high-sounding, are you worthy of Isla?"

Sarah lowered her eyes and her eyelashes trembled slightly, "Mark, I am very satisfied that you can come. Since Miss Isla needs you, then you can go with her. I will listen to the doctor, so don't worry about me."

Isla walked up to Sarah. She was already tall, but now she was wearing high heels, which made her look even more domineering. With just one glance, superiority and inferiority were immediately apparent.

He pulled the woman behind him and said, "Isla, I just take care of Sarah as a friend, nothing else. If you don't believe me, you can stay." His subconscious behavior was actually quite funny.

Twisting her long chestnut curly hair, Isla smiled charmingly, "There's no need to stay. I choose to believe you, but Mark, I want to remind you that tomorrow is the day when our two families meet. Don't act like you are today. It's too late."

They will make an appointment to get married tomorrow, and Isla will naturally become his wife in the future. Mark looked at the pale woman next to him with complicated eyes. His heart seemed to be squeezed tightly and he couldn't breathe.

Isla understood Mark's emotions, and the smile on her face did not change, "Mark, I know you can't let go Sarah as a friend in your heart, but you are about to have a fiancée. I hope you will stop here and don't make it too difficult for me, okay?"

Mark's lips moved, "Isla..."

"See you tomorrow." Islas closed her eyes and simply turned around and left. The graceful back was calm.

Kate felt sorry for her, "Isla, you are too generous to him. Does it have to be him?"

Isla looked up at the dark night with a cold smile in his eyes, "If I want him, it can only be him." Kate shook her head, "Why? I don't understand."

Once obsession was something like this, it will keep fighting in heart. If it can be easily understood, it is not called obsession.

Kate didn't want to understand either, "Mark is so ignorant. If we don't play with him, how about I ask them to come and celebrate your birthday with you?"

Isla turned her face and smiled charmingly, "Okay."

Kate called someone to make an appointment.

The horn sounded, and Isla saw that Cullinan was still parked in place and not driving away. She was slightly stunned and walked forward.

The car window was lowered, and Axel's cool and elegant face came into view. His eyes looked very cold, but when her eyes met with his eyes, there seemed to be a touch of tenderness. She wonder if it was her imagination, "Mr. Axel hasn't left yet?"

"Waiting for you." This statement was too familiar.

Isla pursed her lips and said nothing.

Axel leaned forward and opened the car door, "Where are you going? I'll take you there."

Isla closed the door gently and took a step back. "No, Mr. Axel, I have a friend coming to pick me up."

The man hummed without forcing anything.

Isla smiled and waved, "Thank you for tonight, Mr. Axel. Goodbye."

She said thank you several times, always maintaining a polite distance and not overstepping her bounds.

Wolf's heart was a little troubled, and the long-lasting dull pain became more and more clear at this moment, spreading continuously throughout his limbs and bones.

"Goodbye, Miss Isla." The mysterious wolf looked at her deeply and drove away.

Kate stepped forward and said, "Isla, who are you talking to?"