Chapter 32 Take It Slow

Isabella buried her head in Vincent's embrace, her face slightly flushed. "Do you want to call Auntie back now?" She gradually withdrew from Vincent's embrace and asked softly. Vincent was in a great mood. It seemed like pretending to be drunk was quite effective. Last night, he had spoken a few words under the influence of alcohol, and this morning, he could tell that Isabella wasn't avoiding him as much. She even took the initiative to kiss him last night, although the goodnight kiss was probably just to comfort him. Still, it was progress. "No need. Let's go downstairs for breakfast first," he suggested to Isabella before going to freshen up himself. As Isabella descended to the first floor, she spotted Smith sitting at the dining table. Smith noticed her too and greeted her with a smile, "Good morning, Sister-in-law. Come join us for breakfast." It was only then that Isabella remembered Smith had slept here last night. She smiled and walked over, taking a seat