CHAPTER 827: CHAPTER 514: RISKING IT ALL, EVEN IF IT MEANS DEATH

"I never knew before that you could actually cook."

"I’m not some lady from a wealthy family; being able to do these things is quite normal."

"Then I’ll go freshen up first, and come to taste your cooking in a bit."

"Okay."

For breakfast, James Yinley had an extra bowl compared to usual.

He truly didn’t expect Isla Linton’s cooking to be this good.

It certainly made him see her in a new light.

When she came out after washing the dishes, she looked at him: "I’m going out to buy groceries."

"Really? Then I’ll go with you."

"What I mean is... shouldn’t you be going back.

There’s still work that needs you in Mountain City; you can’t stay in Anchester forever."

James Yinley sighed: "You’re trying to get rid of me."

"I’m asking you to face the responsibilities you have."

"I’m working in Anchester recently, my secretary moved here with me.

If you need me, it’s convenient for me to take care of you."

"I don’t need it," Isla Linton shook her head, picking up her bag: "Let’s go out together."

"You really can’t wait, huh. Fine, fine, I’ll go, is that not enough?"

He followed behind her as they went outside, and as they exited, she stood by the roadside without moving.

James Yinley asked, "Aren’t you going grocery shopping?"

"Yes, I’m seeing you off first."

"Let me go with you to buy groceries first."

"No need, I can do it myself, you go first," she stubbornly looked at him, this time, she wouldn’t relent.

James Yinley nodded: "Alright, I’m leaving."

A taxi stopped in front of them, James Yinley helplessly got in the car, and as it drove a few hundred meters away, he looked back, and Isla Linton was already out of sight.

He told the driver: "Sir, turn around, follow the lady from earlier."

The taxi soon found Isla Linton’s figure.

She was still standing by the roadside, lost in thought, and from the other side of the road, James Yinley looked at her with a pang of heartache.

After a long while, she finally turned and walked towards the market.

The taxi drove slowly, and he just watched her quietly.

When they were together before, how great it would have been if he could have spent more time with her.

After he watched her enter the market, he got out of the car to follow her.

The distance between them was quite far, so Isla Linton hadn’t noticed his presence at all.

Later, after watching her finish shopping and return to the residence complex, he then asked the driver to take him back to the hotel.

Back in the room, he started handling work affairs.

A little after ten, he received a text message, he glanced at his phone, it was from Ivy Miller.

’James, is it convenient for you to talk now?’

Curious, he directly dialed the number.

Quickly, the call was answered: "James, how did things go last night, did you manage to win over Isla?"

James Yinley chuckled: "Your suggestion worked, she indeed let me stay."

"You didn’t, you know, do the deed?"

"Of course not; given the circumstances, Isla would find it hard to accept me."

"Did she say anything softer, like... you can visit her in the future, or did she give you any sort of promise?"

James Yinley shook his head: "No, she asked me to leave, to go back to Mountain City, and even said I shouldn’t look for her anymore.

But I feel I still have a chance, she still cares about me.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have kept me last night out of concern."

Ivy, use your clever mind, help me think about what I should do next."

"What can you do, just go again tonight, are you really planning to listen to her?

Women love being contrary, I don’t believe she’d actually kick you out if you went."

James nodded, true, it made sense.

"But I need an excuse, otherwise should I pretend to get drunk again?"

"Mister, getting drunk once is an accident, frequently getting drunk is ineffective.

Tonight you should go apologize, say that you shouldn’t have worried her by drinking too much last night, and bring something she likes to eat.

Also, don’t pressure her, don’t say things like asking her to go back with you.

She’s very resistant to these things now, just quietly stay by her side.

Women are most afraid when men treat them well; in this matter, no one can resist."

"Alright, I’ll listen to you."

"There’s one more thing..." she stopped a bit, seemingly hesitant.

"What’s up?"

"Um... I’m not sure if I should tell you this.

But if I don’t, I feel like I’ve done something guilty.

Isla asked me not to tell anyone about this, including you.

But after some thought, since you love her so much, if you knew why she left you, maybe you wouldn’t feel so painful."

James Yinley frowned, crossing his arms: "I don’t get it, you always speak so straightforwardly, why are you hesitating today.

Just say what you have to, don’t dawdle. I haven’t known you long, but that’s really not like you."

Ivy Miller chuckled, indeed not like herself, she had never carried such a big burden before.

She’s someone who must say what’s on her mind.

Now she even dreams at night about being strangled by James Yinley, asking why she didn’t tell the truth sooner.

She’s truly collapsing from this, seriously.

And after further consideration, it’s indeed better for him to know.

Knowing might make him cherish more.

"I’ll tell you why Isla left you, but you have to promise not to act impulsively.

Before Isla agrees, don’t force her, give her some time to adjust herself."

"Speak up, hurry, I’m dying from anxiety."

Ivy Miller gritted her teeth, deciding to go all out.

"Isla went to see a doctor, and because of the previous miscarriage, it might be difficult for her to get pregnant in the future.

She said your Yanley family values heirs, and she’s worried about not being able to continue the lineage, which is why she left you.

You’re not wrong in feeling; she still has feelings for you, she doesn’t want you to lose descendants because of her, she’s doing it for your good."