Chapter 304: Chapter 304: The Temptation of Mr. Hunter’s Lipstick
Harry Hunter smiled, and finally, Johan Niles and Connor in the front row breathed a sigh of relief.
The atmosphere relaxed, and Johan Niles began to shout, "Boss, Isabella bought you so many things today! After dealing with Cherry Lewis, she went straight to the mall, and we shopped for over two hours!"
Harry Hunter was somewhat surprised, "What did she buy?"
Did his sweet wife not only seek justice for him but also buy gifts?
Isabella Weaver emerged from his embrace, took out an item from her bag, and handed it to Harry Hunter, "I bought you lip balm!"
Johan Niles and Connor exchanged a glance, both seeing disapproval in each other’s eyes!
How could Harry Hunter possibly use lip balm!
However, in the next moment, Harry Hunter took the lip balm and said calmly, "The lady made a good choice, I like it very much."
Johan Niles and Connor’s eyes nearly popped out in astonishment.
Harry, can you have a bit of a baseline when pampering your wife! Didn’t you hate lip balm the most?
Harry Hunter treated the two like air, tore open the packaging, and handed the lip balm to Isabella Weaver, "Help me apply it."
Isabella Weaver was very happy that her purchase was accepted by Harry Hunter. She took it and delicately applied a thin layer on his lips, holding his chin with one hand.
His lips were already attractive, with a healthy light red color. After applying a layer of transparent lip balm, they exuded an incredibly tempting crimson hue!
Isabella Weaver looked at his lips and suddenly felt like kissing him.
But she glanced at the two third wheels sitting in the front and abandoned the tempting idea.
Harry Hunter, being so perceptive, immediately sensed Isabella Weaver’s thoughts, and the corners of his lips subtly lifted.
"Johan, drive us home!"
"Yes, Boss!"
Isabella Weaver tilted her face up, gazing at Harry Hunter, "Aren’t you going back to the office to work?"
"Not going back, we’re going home."
"Have you finished your work?"
"Work is never-ending."
Harry Hunter affectionately stroked her silky long hair with a relaxed tone, "Occasionally putting work aside and enjoying life is the true meaning of earning money."
He wasn’t actually enjoying life, but instead savoring being loved by her.
The car sped along the way back to the villa, stopped at the open space in front of the Garden Estate, and Johan Niles and Connor began to unload the stuff from the car.
Harry Hunter looked at the packed trunk and held Isabella Weaver’s hand, "You didn’t buy all this just for me, did you?"
Isabella Weaver smiled at him, "Yes! It’s all yours!"
"So much?"
"It’s not much!" What you bought is what’s called ’a lot’!
"Lady, did you empty the mall?"
"No, I still left half for them!"
She took out a pair of shoes from the trunk and squatted in front of Harry Hunter, "I bought you sneakers, they’re more comfortable than leather shoes. Try them to see if they fit."
Harry Hunter took off his leather shoes and, under Johan Niles’ shocked gaze, slipped his feet into the sneakers.
Isabella Weaver adjusted them slightly, tied the laces, and looked up to ask, "How does it feel? Comfortable? Do they fit?"
The twilight glow of the sunset bathed over her, making her look exceptionally radiant and warm.
His sweet wife tenderly put his shoes on for him, looking up at him with love.
Such a wonderful life was something Harry Hunter had never imagined.
She brought him a new experience in life!
Harry Hunter bent down, his long arms reaching under her thighs, and lifted her up sideways, his cool face softening into a warm smile under the pale yellow sunlight:
"They fit perfectly. I’ll wear them tomorrow to go out and enjoy the scenery with you!"