Connor's question went unanswered by Harry Hunter.
No outsider could understand their feelings better than he did.
Harry held Isabella Weaver, seeing her face full of questions, his heart softened.
His little wife was so obedient, never causing trouble for him, without any scheming thoughts, not plotting against him, nor would she betray him.
Though she had her own little secrets, like the mysterious person texting her who could uncover countless details, evidently someone capable.
Harry couldn't resist and lifted her onto his lap, held her fingers, kissed them softly, and said gently, "What do you want to know? I'll tell you."
Isabella wanted to sulk and not talk to him, but she couldn't hold it in; once he spoke, her anger dissipated.
"Connor and Natalie Niles..."
"Hmm, they're together and will get married."
"No! Young Master don't talk nonsense, I broke up with her!"
