Harry Hunter was really afraid of scaring her; he knew that when he had a cold expression, he could be quite terrifying. She had taken the initiative to kiss him, softening his heart with tenderness.
He softened his expression, lowered his head to kiss her, and gently called her "baby."
Isabella Weaver's eyes lit up: "You're not angry anymore?"
"No, I'm still angry. If you're a good girl, I'll calm down faster."
"Oh."
Isabella was obedient for a few minutes before she started moving restlessly in his arms: "I feel like my body is fine now, let's go home!"
"No way!"
Harry Hunter flatly refused; he was still waiting for Johan Niles' test results.
If there's no problem, he would share this good news with her.
If there is a problem, he would make sure to hide it from her at all costs.
