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"Okay."

"If Carl asks you to participate in any activities and gatherings, just refuse and say I don't allow you to go."

"No problem."

Isabella hung up and was in a good mood.

She enjoyed such a peaceful life. She had wanted to marry a romantic man but fell in love with Joseph, who wasn't romantic at all. However, she was very satisfied.

Just like before, Rosa was the only one who welcomed Isabella. Carl and Rosy had not gotten off work. John was recuperating from his injured leg at home. When he saw Isabella, he snorted.

Isabella ignored him but handed Rosa a box of pastries. "Mom, try this. It's delicious."

"How exquisite!"

Rosa was a little surprised. "Isabella, where did you get it?"

Isabella lied, "My classmate opened a pastry store. She gave me a box for free."

"This must be very expensive."

Rosa looked at the pastries happily. "It's like a work of art."

"It tastes great!"

Hearing this, John looked towards them and said, "Mom, give me a taste!"