Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 196 She’s Interested In Him

George tried to make a conversation. He asked, “When did you buy this car?”

After a moment, Isabelle replied, “I bought it a while ago. It’s been kept overseas.” A couple of days ago, Yves had it shipped back to her.

George almost asked if she’d traveled anywhere other than Melfrey, but he remembered Isabelle didn’t like people prying into her affairs, so he held back his curiosity.

As he watched the neon lights flash by outside the car window, George gently rubbed the watch on his left wrist with his right thumb.

Suddenly, he suggested gently, “How about we take a walk by the beach?”

George didn’t want to waste this rare opportunity just sitting in the passenger seat, driving around aimlessly, before going home to sleep.

With Isabelle’s personality, he guessed that once they finished this lap, that would be it.

Hearing his suggestion, Isabelle glanced at him and said, “I didn’t expect you to know how to enjoy life, Mr. Harris.” She turned the steering wheel and changed direction.

After some thought, George admitted, “If I told you I just didn’t want to waste such a good opportunity to be with you, would you mind, Ms. Jenkins?”

Would she understand what he meant?

Isabelle responded, “I understand.”

George was taken aback. “Hmm?”

She understood?

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I were you, I’d also want to spend more time with someone as great as me. After all,

laughing and crying. He could only nod and agree,

No, she’s just stating

subtle confession had been deflected, he

said, “It’s your

looked at her in surprise, realising she

I’ll take you

there was

the beach was strong; the salty sea breeze hit them, filling their noses, whipping through their hair,

leaned against the car, watching the waves crash

messily and

was handed to her. George asked, “Is this okay?”

see George in just a

jacket and draped it over

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by his body heat, enveloped her. The weight settled heavily on her shoulders, warding off the chill.

the beach? Or today is not a good day?” George asked, noticing her indifferent

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turbulent sea, the sound of the waves

like or dislike?”

tired of

to tell day from night, she relied on the sound of

there, meant she spent most of her time around the sea. She had seen and heard enough

but she definitely

dislike, George suggested leaving after a short

him back.

heard a noise–something dropping under the car floor.