Chapter 40 Proud of My Man!

Oliver’s face showed no signs of improvement.

Seven rounds?

Huh, not even one!

Of course, Oliver would never admit this fact.

Natalie came out after changing her clothes, and Oliver and Isaac were still outside.

"Natalie, I didn't expect us to have met early on. Why didn't you tell me?" Isaac was the first to speak.

Isaac was a person with high emotional intelligence. He was skilled at livening up the atmosphere and manipulating relationships, often able to rapidly become "friends" with strangers.

Natalie glanced at Oliver, who was holding a cigarette between his fingertips, completely ignoring the two of them.

“Isaac, Mr. Windsor and I are just nominally married...”

"Is that enough?"

Natalie's words were cut off by Oliver.

Oliver took a drag of his cigarette and flicked the remaining ashes into the ashtray on the trash can. With a cold expression on his face, he walked away, saying, "That's enough."

Natalie felt a bit confused, unsure of what she had done to upset Oliver. Why did he