Chapter 9 The Woman Who Fell in Love at First Sight (3)

Even after six years, upon reunion,

That woman was still able to easily awaken the deepest feelings in his heart.

However, for Isabel Smith, it seems like she couldn't remember who he was...

With these thoughts, Percy Stanton's gaze faded, a faint hint of melancholy appeared on his handsome and elegant face.

The person sitting next to him, Raymond Thompson, was seemingly unaware of the subtle change of expression on his father's face. He mutters to himself, "In fact, it's not bad to have a girlfriend without a mother, just how can I grow up faster so that I can confess to Sister Isabel as soon as possible."

"In fact, it's not bad to have a girlfriend without a mother, just how can I grow up faster so that I can confess to Sister Isabel as soon as possible…"

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The second time Isabel Smith met Percy Stanton in broad daylight was on a rainy day.

Actually, the day before, Isabel had checked the weather forecast and knew that it would rain today. So when she went out, she put an umbrella in her bag, even though the weather in Bellshire City was clear, without a sign of rain.

Isabel Smith was a VIP customer, there weren't many people waiting before her. She quickly got her business done, but during the short time she was inside, the Bellshire City weather made a complete change, it started to pour with heavy rain accompanied by a strong wind. Even though Isabel was holding an umbrella while waiting for a taxi by the roadside, her clothes were still getting wet.

On rainy days, it always seems like there aren't enough taxis. Despite being in a busy area, Isabel waited for a while and couldn't get a taxi. Even the hem of her dress was soaking wet, sticking to her legs and making her extremely uncomfortable.

Suddenly, a car stopped in front of her. The passenger seat window rolled down and a delicate face popped out, calling out, "Senior Isabel?"

The voice was soft and crisp, quite comforting to hear.

Isabel turned to look, surprisingly encountering her younger university classmate Ella Adams after leaving and returning to Bellshire City six years later.

"Senior Isabel, it really is you. Why didn't you contact me these few years? It's as if you disappeared off the face of the earth." Seeing Isabel struggling in the rain, Ella immediately pressed the button to unlock the car door, "Senior Isabel, please get in the car. I'll give you a lift home. It's difficult to get a taxi in this weather."

Without making a fuss, Isabel quickly closed her umbrella, opened the car door, and got in.

As soon as Isabel got in the car, before she even had a chance to get comfortable, Ella merrily introduced her to the person driving the car, "This is my college classmate, Isabel Smith."

Isabel lifted her head, and through the rearview mirror, she saw Percy Stanton's handsome face.

He was in the driver's seat, looking arrogant and indifferent, wearing a simple white shirt. His sleeves rolled up, revealing his strong and powerful arms which had a fair and shiny complexion.

His figure was lonely, his temperament handsome, like a traditional ink landscape painting, ethereal, and elegant.

Apart from their first encounter during the daytime when Isabel returned to the country, and the time at the arranged apartment, every other meeting with Percy was in the dark of the night.

So this abrupt second daytime meeting had taken Isabel by surprise and she stared at him.

Percy Stanton, however, looked calm. He slightly turned his head, glanced at Isabel Smith, and slightly nodded his head, as a form of greeting.

"Senior Isabel, his name is Percy Stanton." Ella turned her head, looked at Isabel, and said with a bright smile.