After Betrayal: Lightning Marriage to Mr. Enigmatic-Chapter 149: Letting the Husband Manage the Money

Harry Hunter nodded and waved for Connor to leave. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

When Isabella Weaver came out of the bathroom, he said, "Connor just reported that your cousin is fine."

"Oh, good."

Isabella felt relieved and didn’t ask further to avoid annoying Harry.

She noticed that her backpack had also been brought, and she glanced at Harry involuntarily.

Harry chuckled lightly, "Why are you looking at me? Afraid I’ll steal your money?"

Isabella felt a bit embarrassed, of course not. She was just worried about how to explain to Harry why she carried so much cash with her.

Harry pulled her over to sit on his lap and took a card out of his suit pocket, "Here’s this card for you, carrying cash is not convenient."

Initially, Isabella wanted to get off his lap, but hearing his words, she was stunned and didn’t move for a while.

He had already guessed her situation.

He was so smart and wise that he didn’t need to ask to know why she carried so much cash.

She looked up at Harry’s cold face and realized that he wasn’t as indifferent as he seemed. His heart was gentle and warm.

Seeing she didn’t take the card, Harry directly slipped the card into her backpack.

"I’ll keep the cash for you. From now on, use my card. Christopher Weaver can control your bank account, but he can’t control mine. In the future, any money you earn can be put on this card."

As Harry spoke, noticing Isabella not nodding, he smiled and asked, "What’s wrong? Afraid I’ll steal the manuscript fees you’ve worked hard to earn?"

"Of course not!"

Isabella shook her head immediately. She trusted Harry, even though they hadn’t known each other for long. She knew Harry would never touch a penny of hers; he’d only give her money to use.

Harry gently lifted her delicate chin, "So, will you let me manage the money you earn from now on?"

Swayed by his deep and passionate gaze, Isabella couldn’t help but say, "Okay, you manage it for me."

Harry placed a kiss on her lips, "Why are you so quick to trust others? Don’t just hand over money like that next time!"

Isabella was a bit annoyed and stared at him, "Weren’t you the one who asked me to give it to you?"

"Giving it to me is fine, but not to others—not even your cousin. Got it?"

"Never mind, I’ll handle it myself. What if one day you spend all my money..."

"Impossible. Your husband doesn’t need to spend his wife’s money! Be good, put all the money on my card, I assure you not a cent will be missing."

Isabella tried to hold back her laughter and deliberately said, "Why do I feel like you’re trying to swindle me, scheming to get my assets? Are you a con artist?"

"Is there such a handsome con artist as me?"

Harry’s face was full of self-confidence, "Your husband isn’t short on money and doesn’t need to con anyone. We have plenty of money; spend as much as you like!"

For some reason, Isabella’s mind flashed to the day Cherry Lewis mentioned how generous he was. She subconsciously asked, "Are you this generous to Miss Lewis as well?"

As soon as she said it, she wished she could bite off her own tongue!

That sounded so jealous, totally out of character for her!

But Harry only laughed softly and pinched Isabella’s soft, pinchable cheeks, speaking gently, "No need to be jealous. I am indeed generous to my people normally, but I’ve never been generous to Cherry. The gifts she received, though very expensive and many, were never bought by me. They were all prepared by the old lady and the old man, given out in my name."

Even Connor criticized him for not knowing how to woo girls, which shows he truly never tried to woo Cherry.

Now, even as he tries to court Isabella, he’s navigating it slowly and cautiously because he seriously lacks experience.

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