Chapter 159
Rowan threw a few tantrums during that time, but with Vincent out of town and Doris out of town, no one would spoil him when he threw a tantrum.
After a couple of days, Rowan was honest.
On the eighth day, the three adults brought Rowan back to New York as scheduled.
When the plane landed at New York Airport, it was already past noon.
When I left the departure gate, I saw Vincent and Arthur from afar.
The two men were holding a suitcase in their hands.
Seeing this scene, Isolde had a vague guess in her heart.
Vincent and Arthur walked towards them.
Rowan saw Vincent and ran over to hug his thigh, “Dad! Why don’t you keep your word!”
Edgar hurriedly ran from behind and took Rowan’s little hand, “Young master, your mom is sick and wants to see you very much now, let me take you to the hospital!”
Hearing that Doris was sick, Rowan couldn’t care about anything at once and obediently followed Edgar.
Vincent walked up to Isolde with a serious look on his face, “Doris’s health has suddenly deteriorated, she can’t wait much longer, we’ll go to Ghana today.”
“Wait!”
Cassius directly blocked in front of Isolde with a serious expression, “We’ve only just gotten off the plane, and you’re planning to make Isolde catch a long–haul flight again? No farm animals are ever rushed like that!”
“Exactly!” Karina pulled Isolde to her side and glared at Vincent, indignantly, “It’s your own business if you like to go crazy for love, we, Isolde, aren’t going to
accompany you!”
Vincent looked at Cassius in front of him, his eyes cold.
He was a little taller than Cassius, plus today he was in his usual all–black color, and he had a strong intimidating power all over him.
“This is a matter between Isolde and I, you are not qualified to intervene.”
Facing Vincent, Cassius did not show any fear at all, his brows were furrowed, and his handsome face revealed a rigid and righteousness unique to young men.
Isolde’s business is my business!”
His voice was clear and loud.
At those words, Vincent’s inked eyebrows slightly raised.
Turning his eyes swept towards Isolde, he hooked his lips, his voice low with a few cold mockery, “You agree with what he said?”
Isolde looked at him with a cold brow,
She really didn’t have much energy right now to immediately turn around and fly to Ghana.
After a week of touring around Los Angeles, even though Karina and Cassius were trying their best to take care of her, probably because of her pregnancy, she still felt some indescribable tiredness in her body after a week.
Now all she wanted to do was go right home, take a shower, and get comfortable in her own bed and sleep.
“He’s right, I do feel a little tired, I’d like to take a few days off.”
Vincent, however, said, “I applied for a route, a private airplane to go over, you can rest on the plane.”
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Isolde’s face instantly turned cold. “I get airsick, I can’t stand sitting on a plane for one to twenty hours in a row.”
Hearing this, Vincent purses his lips and stares at Isolde’s face.
After a while, he let out a seemingly helpless sigh. “I asked Arthur to bring airsickness pills.”
Vincent, Isolde stared at him, her chest heaving. “It’s just a few days, can’t you wait?”
I’m all set over there.” Vincent’s tone cased a few moments, “Three days in the past, just three days.”
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