After Betrayal: Lightning Marriage to Mr. Enigmatic-Chapter 862

On the study room floor, there were over a dozen boxes of various sizes.

Harry Hunter looked at Isabella Weaver in surprise, "Why so many?"

"Because I’ve never spent your birthday with you before, so this time I’m making up for all the previous ones. Plus, one gift is too plain, when gifting the Young Master a birthday present, there should be some style!"

"When did you prepare all these? I told you to rest well at home, didn’t you listen? Were you just preoccupied with this over the last few days?"

Harry had received countless gifts before, some priceless, some extremely rare, but none of those things combined were as awe-inspiring as the pile before him.

He held Isabella tight, wrapped an arm around her waist, and whispered softly, "Are you worn out? Why prepare so many? Haven’t you already given me the best birthday gift?"

"No gift compares to you and our child."

Laughing, she pushed him away, "Go unwrap your gifts!"

Harry gazed deeply at her, his breath returning to normal after a while, before he walked over to unwrap a box.

Inside was a dark brown leather briefcase, which seemed heavy, obviously containing more inside.

Harry unzipped it and pulled out a stack of photos.

Seeing his startled expression, Isabella snuggled closer and wrapped her arms around his waist, "We have too few photos together, so it was hard for me to find these."

Harry flipped through them one by one, memories gushing forth, as if those past moments happened just yesterday.

In the photos, she beamed brightly; in many she was looking at him rather than at the camera, her gaze filled with adoration and affection, like a girl deeply in love.

Lowering his head, he kissed her, emotions stirring, his voice deep, "From now on, let’s take more pictures, develop them all, so when we’re old, I can hold you close and we’ll enjoy them slowly."

Only she would think to take photos, her mind gentle and detailed, while he himself was a straightforward man, not mindful of romance; he would never think of taking photos.

Happiness often needs to be recorded.

Harry carefully packed away the photos, then remembered to look at the bag, "How come it doesn’t look like any luxury brand?"

He’s familiar with items from all major trendy brands, and every month picks two bags from the most trending brands to gift Isabella.

The wardrobe at home includes a cabinet she’s exclusively taken over for bags.

She always says she doesn’t need more, as she already has plenty, yet receiving a new style brings her joy.

Bags cure everything; she loves bags, so she gifted him one as well?

"I designed this myself, opted for an old hand-crafted factory, and had it specially made for you."

Harry chuckled, "Marrying a designer really paid off, everything is unique, now nobody can have the same bag as me."

He set down the bag and began unwrapping other gifts.

From inexpensive short-sleeved T-shirts, to razors, to shoes, and even an expensive limited edition Patek Philippe watch, everything covered his daily life needs thoroughly.