Chapter 152: Pretending to Be Pitiful

Isabella pursed her lips, how could she not want to? Vincent's traces were everywhere in this house, and she thought of him with everything she did. "Why are you interrogating me as soon as you come back?" Isabella looked at Vincent, feeling both wronged and annoyed. Vincent shifted closer to Isabella, taking her hand and playing with her fingers. "Eating too many snacks isn't healthy. Isabella doesn't want to eat dinner after eating snacks," Vincent explained gently. Isabella lost her temper, knowing Vincent was doing it for her own good, and said softly, "Then you should cook better meals than snacks, and I won't want snacks anymore." Vincent looked a little dumbfounded. Seeing Vincent's expression, Isabella realized she was being unreasonable and shyly lowered her head, not saying anything. Vincent pulled her into his arms, smiling somewhat helplessly. "Isabella, you're making things difficult for me. Even if I cook better meals, you'll still want snacks." Is