Chapter 209

"Why wouldn't I want that?"

Daniel's eyes lit up at the thought of this scene, but soon turned back to disappointment.

"I dream of seeing them start families, but they don't seem to be in any hurry."

He'd lived to this age, and nothing was more desirable than having grandchildren.

But he didn't really have the right to blame his sons.

Thinking back, if anyone was to blame, it was himself.

When he was young, he was so focused on his career that he neglected his family and the growth of his children, ignoring their inner needs.

As a result, Grace was deceived by Indigo's lies and ran away. He was unaware and used harsh words that hurt Grace so much she never returned, leading to a bad outcome.

And his five sons, after witnessing Grace's fate, lost all interest in marriage.

They even avoided it.

They've had very few relationships over the years.

Every time he thought about this, he regretted it deeply. He felt he had failed his promise to his wife, Luna Reed, by not taking good care of their children.

"Grandpa, don't be sad. You still have me."

"In fact, I've been thinking about my uncles' life events for a long time. I've even collected a list of all the eligible girls in Evergreen City, ready to set them up."

Isabella's eyes sparkled as she spoke.

"Isabella, are you serious?"

Daniel perked up at this. He was very worried about his five sons' marriages.

"Of course, Grandpa. You always told me that in the Wilson Family, everything should be treated equally, including having children. Otherwise, if I'm the only one having children while my uncles are out having fun, I'd be jealous."

Isabella pouted, like a child asking for fairness from an elder.

This scene made Michael's heart, which had just calmed down, ripple again.

In his impression, Isabella had always been graceful and poised, even during her three years in the Brown Family, she was obedient and well-behaved.

Even after the divorce, her true nature was straightforward and candid. He had never seen her so adorable.

Isabella was so cute that he couldn't take his eyes off her.

Especially when her pink lips pouted, he really wanted to pull Isabella into his arms and feel how sweet she was at that moment.

Daniel was also amused by Isabella's actions.

"Alright, Isabella, I'll leave it to you."

But then Daniel became a bit worried, "However, you can't just fool me about finding girlfriends for your uncles. You must arrange it as soon as possible. I'm waiting for your good news."

The two of them chatted with Daniel for a while longer. Seeing that it was getting late, they got up to leave.

On the way back, Isabella originally planned to remain silent all the way back to the villa, just like when they came.

However, this time, Michael spoke first.

"Do you think arranging blind dates for your uncles will be too difficult? What if it doesn't work out? How will you explain it to Daniel?"

Michael knew about Isabella's five uncles' personal information.

They were all elites among elites, especially Atticus, who had a prominent status. The other uncles were also outstanding in their respective fields.

Moreover, they were all famously handsome. The fact that they hadn't brought home a girlfriend in all these years said something.

They simply didn't want to step into marriage.

And this had been going on for so long that even Daniel couldn't persuade his sons. Could Isabella's words really help all five uncles find partners?

Was that possible?

"What do you mean 'what if it doesn't work out'? Michael, you don't believe in me either, do you? I wasn't just saying that to make Grandpa happy. I was serious."

Isabella retorted angrily, but when she met Michael's calm and steady gaze, she suddenly realized they were no longer in front of Daniel.

They didn't need to pretend to be a loving couple anymore, and her momentum dropped significantly.

"Well, what I mean is, given our current relationship, we might as well pin our hopes on my uncles. If Grandpa finds out about us one day, having good news from my uncles might prevent him from being too sad."

In other words, she was preparing for the day they got divorced.

When they could no longer keep it a secret, there would be a backup plan to fall back on.

As for her uncles, she planned to start with Atticus.

After all, based on her experience, the situation between him and Olivia was far from innocent.

What if it worked out?

The thought of Olivia and Atticus together made Isabella smile.

The negative energy she had just felt disappeared.

Meanwhile, when Michael heard Isabella say their relationship "was just like this," he felt a pang of pain.

Atticus's reminder still echoed in his ears.

He wondered if he told Isabella his true feelings, could he save their relationship?

Would she trust him one more time?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but try, "Isabella, I..."

At this moment, he really wanted to pour out his heart, including his feelings for her.

But before he could speak, Isabella interrupted him.

She seemed to have guessed what he was going to say. She smiled and touched her still flat belly, "Michael, I'm grateful you didn't fight me for this child."

"You don't need to overthink it. The agreement we signed will always be valid between us. I'll take full responsibility for this child and won't let it affect you. You should go find your own happiness."

With these words, Michael could no longer express his feelings.

Because Isabella had already rejected him.

She hadn't considered a future for them together, nor did she want to include him in her future life.

He wanted her, but she only wanted the child.

So, they didn't continue the previous topic. Isabella returned to the villa at Whispering Pines Estates.

And Michael went back to the office.

At six in the evening, Aaron looked at the time and then at Michael, who hadn't come out since returning at three in the afternoon, with a worried expression.

It had been three hours, and no one knew what Michael had been through.

Since returning, Michael hadn't said a word, not even scolding them.

He just sat silently on the sofa, motionless.

He hadn't even touched the coffee Aaron brought in.

Michael had been full of anger a few days ago, but now he was suddenly silent. This kind of unpredictable mood was what his subordinates feared the most.

Because no one knew when Michael might suddenly explode without warning.

Suddenly, Aaron thought of someone. Right, Michael's acquaintance, Violet, was in the secretary department.

If she went in to persuade him, it might work. At least she could find out what had happened to Michael.

If this continued, Aaron's brain cells would soon be exhausted.