All Chapters of A Flash Marriage Can Be A Treasure: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Not giving Isabella a chance to interject, Dante continued, "I've been friends with him for many years, and he took away the dress I was going to give to my 'lady' in the future, without any gesture. He's not cute at all, not at all. Ashley, what are you standing there for, get in the car and let's go.""Mr. Fiori, please wait a moment," Isabella called out to Dante, recounting the incident of her mending Butterfly Embrace.Before she could finish her words, Dante's face changed dramatically. As he was unwrapping the gift, he angrily said, "Who told you to touch my work?"The person who had just been full of smiles suddenly roared, startling Isabella into taking a step back. However, realizing that she was the one who had made a mistake, she still waited to see how Dante would resolve the issue.However, when Dante saw the place Isabella had processed, his expression changed from anger to joy, and then from joy to sorrow.After a long time, he left a sentence. "Mrs. Ashton, I will com

Isabella suddenly didn't understand what all her years of silent endurance and humiliation were for. She once thought that by escaping from her ungrateful relatives, she could live in peace. But what about now?Alexander persistently pressured her, Elena schemed in secret, they were like demons from the depths of hell, gradually devouring her happiness bit by bit.How could they?!At that moment, April walked up to Isabella, lowered her voice and said smugly, "Isabella, I told you, no matter what the cost, I won't let you get the upper hand."How smug April was, her smugness stung Isabella's eyes.Elena and Alexander could hurt her, because she had once loved, had once cared.But her? April? Was she even worthy?Isabella snorted coldly, raising her hand to slap April, "April, what do you think you are!"She used a lot of force in this slap, leaving five red finger marks on April's face.April covered her aching face, glaring at Isabella viciously, "You bitch, how dare you hit me."As

Isabella had sprained her ankle, temporarily incapacitated, unable to cook, yet she hadn't eaten dinner that night.Quinn volunteered to cook, while Isabella sat on the living room couch, occasionally glancing towards the kitchen, watching the busy man.He was wearing his loungewear, casually topped with a knitted sweater. His sleeves were rolled up high, and he even wore the cartoon apron that Isabella usually wore.Because of his particularly tall stature, Isabella's apron looked especially small on him, appearing somewhat comical.This was the first time Quinn had cooked alone since they got married.Judging from Quinn's appearance, it was clear that he had never done these things before.Seeing him busy for a long time without any progress, Isabella became somewhat anxious. She hobbled to the kitchen door and said, "Quinn, let me do it."Quinn looked back at her, couldn't help but frown, "Go back and sit down properly."Isabella stood still, touching her stomach, looking at him ea

Returning to the room, Isabella lay in bed unable to sleep, feeling somewhat shy and somewhat embarrassed.She had finally mustered up the courage to go to the study to find Quinn tonight, but she was still rejected by Quinn.She didn't believe that Quinn didn't know what she wanted to do. He had kissed her so passionately, she even felt him...Isabella didn't dare to think any further, for she was certain that she would lose a whole night's sleep due to shyness.Just as she was thinking, Quinn pushed the door open. It was evident that he was being particularly careful while opening the door and his footsteps were exceptionally light, probably worried about waking her up.She couldn't even sleep, what was there to argue about?I really disliked him!Quinn lay down on the bed, pulled the blanket to cover her, then lay down beside her, followed by a soft sigh from him.Was he still sighing?Isabella, frustrated, lifted her foot and kicked out.Her strength was not small, she kicked Quin

There was silence on the other end of the phone again, a silence that lasted longer than the previous one, so long that Isabella couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Speak up.""Don't worry too much about the company affairs. I won't interfere with the position of the Sales Department manager, nor will I allow my subordinates to interfere," Quinn said.Quinn's sexy and pleasant voice came through the handset, each word rhythmically knocking on Isabella's heart window.He knew she cared about this, so he absolutely did not interfere in her affairs, letting her strive for that position with her own abilities.Success or failure, it was all her own choice, he absolutely did not interfere at all.Isabella nodded, "Hmm, I believed you."Quinn said again, "It's cold outside, go home early if you can."Isabella chuckled, "Understood, Mr. Ashton."Watching Isabella make a phone call, repeatedly saying "Mr. Ashton," and laughing with a shy and reserved demeanor, Lila got goosebumps all over her