Chapter 8 Her Charming Appearance

However, she felt that under the current situation, she'd better not go back to the room to find trouble for herself. Then she went straight to the bathroom and went to bed in her bathrobe.

Lying on the bed, Queenie couldn't fall asleep. Ivan's actions flashed back in her mind. Queenie's ears turned a little red. Thinking of Ivan's offensive actions to her just now, she couldn't calm down.

Although she knew that he didn't love her, it seemed that things were a little out of control. Queenie didn't like this kind of feeling very much.

She didn't sleep until midnight. But the next morning, the good biological clock developed by Queenie woke her up early.

Today, she wore an off the shoulder knee dress, which made Queenie look taller and slimmer. The pure pink color not only set off her white and tender skin, but also gave off a gentle and charming aura.

Ivan went downstairs and saw the scene. Dressed in pink, Queenie leaned against the sofa lazily and elegantly, reading a book. A few rays of sunshine quietly sprinkled on her body, as if she was also shining.

The whole scene was so quiet and beautiful that he couldn't bear to disturb it. Suddenly, he felt that it would be good if it kept like this. Then he regretted of having such an idea. Their marriage was of commercial use. The woman he really loved was none other than Isabel.

At this time, Queenie seemed to notice him coming down. She slowly stood up, looked back and smiled, "Good morning! Come down and have breakfast! " It made people feel like they had married for many years.

However, Ivan concealed all his emotions and changed into a disdainful tone, "Huh! Do you really think you are the hostess of this house? "

"I'm not?"

"You..."

Queenie's words rendered Ivan speechless.

"Well, let's have breakfast."

As Queenie spoke, she ordered the servants beside her to serve the prepared breakfast. It was still steak, because Queenie knew Ivan's breakfast habits. Although she thought it was not good to eat steak for breakfast, she was not so arrogant as to think that Ivan would change his habit for her.

However, she had put a lot of thought into it. Beside the steak today, there was a delicate little rabbit carved with carrots. Queenie learned it when she was a child. At that time, she thought the carving was interesting and beautiful, so she learned how to carve.

When she was at home, she often carved some small things by herself, but today she wanted to add some color to their monotonous breakfast.

Her heart jolted. When did she care so much about him. Queenie, your marriage was arranged by the elders, and he likes someone else. You just need to do what you should do and protect the interests of the two families. You just need to do what you should do, yes, that's it.

Although she warned herself like this, her heart was still like a small stone thrown on the water, causing ripples one after another, and she could not calm down for a long time.

And Ivan also noticed this delicate little rabbit. He knew that it was impossible for the servant to put such a girly thing in his plate without asking for his permission.

So, it was Queenie who did it? Why did she make this for him?

Looking at this little rabbit, he felt like it was Queenie, who was trapped by him last night. At that time, he must be like a fierce hungry wolf, and she must be like a frightened little rabbit.

What was interesting was that she was not a weak rabbit, but a smart rabbit who was good at trickery.

Thinking of Queenie's counterattack last night, Ivan felt that this woman was more mysterious. There were too many things on her that he couldn't understand. He didn't allow it.

He didn't allow anything or anyone on his watch went out of his control.

"I'm done. Help me tidy up my clothes. I'm going to work."

"Okay." Queenie glanced at him and replied simply.

When he was tidying up his clothes, the two people were very close. Too close that Ivan even could smell the faint fragrance of Queenie, which made him a little intoxicated for a moment.

He remembered the moisturize and sweetness in her mouth last night. damn! Why did he always think of her charming appearance last night! He must have missed Isabel so much because they was interrupted last time!

Queenie, who was busy tidying up his clothes, didn't notice the gleam in his eyes.

Looking at her, Ivan felt that the obedient Queenie had a special charm, like a little wife who was sending her husband away. Yes, she was his wife.

No, they were just nominal couple. There was only one person in his heart. He didn't admit that Queenie was his wife, he and Queenie, each of them just wanted to get what they needed.

After sending away Ivan, Queenie didn't want to have breakfast anymore. She asked the servant to clean it up and then she went to the backyard.

Before she went out, her phone rang.

"If it is a pity, if the story is not finished, look back, the pear flowers have fallen thousands of mountains. At least I have heard you say that the love is like a gentle stream..."

"Hello, my dear Belle. Why do you call me so early today? In the past, you would never get up before 10 o'clock! "

With a genuine smile on her face, Queenie couldn't help teasing her. Thinking of Bella Bai's lazy personality, Queenie knew that she must have something important to tell her.

Now that she heard her call without saying the thing directly, she guessed that something must have happened. Queenie stopped making fun of Bella and waited quietly for her to speak to her.

As expected, after waiting quietly for a while, her good friend Bella's voice came from the other end of the phone. But her voice was whimpering. It was obvious that she had cried. Queenie guessed that she might be still crying.

All of a sudden, Queenie felt unhappy. Belle had always been careless, and she didn't care about many things. Back then, it was because Queenie appreciated Bella's frankness that the two of them gradually became good friends

They had been together for so long, but she hadn't seen a thing that would make Bella so sad.

Bella's sobbing voice on the other side of the phone made Queenie's heart ache. Bella kept talking, but in fact, only one sentence matters.

"Queenie, I... I... broke up. I broke up with him. I broke up... Waah... Waah... "

Queenie finally understood why Bella cried, but she was not so sure. She didn't know why Bella broke up. In her opinion, Bella and her boyfriend had always had a good relationship. At least, she envied them all the time.

Queenie frowned and thought there must be a reason why Belle behaved like this. 'They were in such a good relationship that they wouldn't break up for no reason. There must be something she didn't know.'

She had been busy with her marriage recently and hadn't seen Bella for a few days.