Chapter 89: Counterattack of the Black-hearted Demon Queen (6)

She must be using this method to relieve the pain in her feet.

Percy felt that the wine party tonight had lost its appeal. He stood outside the crowd, leaning casually against the wall, watching Isabel's figure fluttering like a butterfly.

Her smile, a standard ceremonial smile, was beautiful but empty. It lacked the beauty of the smile she had when, after waking up from his mango allergy in the Hospital, he promised to attend her adulthood ceremony.

That was, to him, the most beautiful smile he had ever seen.

It started with a twinkle in her eyes, gradually spreading to the corners of her eyes, and then her lips.

Her lips curved upward, revealing her teeth, not very graceful but genuinely satisfied, as if her biggest dream had come true, irresistibly beautiful.

He clearly remembered, that day, the sunshine outside the window was brilliant and dazzling, and her smile made his heart feel the same way.