Chapter 640: A Young Girl's Feelings Are Always Poetry (3)

Soon, another text message came into her mobile phone. Isabel glanced at it and didn't reply, but she didn't feel like reading anymore.

She lazily curled up in the rocking chair, swaying slowly. The night wind blew, her hair fluttering gently. Her fingers, deliberately or not, touched the screen of the mobile phone, her eyes becoming somewhat disorganized.

...

The next day was Saturday, and since Isabel had gone to bed late the night before, she slept in the next day and was finally awakened by a knock on the door.

The visitor was an hourly nanny hired by Percy, whom Isabel had met many times before. When she opened the door and saw the nanny holding bags of various ingredients, she quickly reached out to help.

"It's okay, I can handle it." The hourly nanny Auntie smiled kindly and while closing the door said, "Miss Smith can go back to rest for a while. I'm going to prepare lunch now. Once it's ready, I'll call Mr. Tony to come and take you to the hospital."