Chapter 217: Mental Support

Today, Vincent coaxed Isabella into eating more, but as soon as she finished, she complained about feeling too full. Vincent understood that Isabella couldn't be exposed to the cold breeze just after giving birth, especially in this cold weather. So, he initially didn't plan to take her downstairs. However, every time he refused, Isabella would give him a pitiful look. How could he refuse? He ended up dressing Isabella in a thick down jacket, wrapping her in a scarf and hat, and even putting on a windproof mask, covering her from head to toe, with only her eyes exposed. "This looks so weird," Isabella said as Vincent held her hand in his coat pocket. She could feel people staring at them as they walked. She hung her head slightly, wishing she could hide her eyes too. Vincent was easygoing about it. "Let's go back then." Isabella glared at him. "I just came out." Vincent chuckled, walking confidently as if he didn't notice the stares from passersby. Isabella admired him, suddenly