Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 439 Tastes Like a Sewer

Isabelle said, “Get into the bed and get some sleep.

These days, George had been sitting on a chair and sleeping by the bedside, hardly sleeping at all.

George declined. “The bed is too small.”

Isabelle said, “I feel cold sleeping alone.”

George reached into the blanket and felt around. There was hardly any warmth inside, and her hands were freezing cold.

George lifted the blanket off her body, took off his coat that still had warmth, and covered her with it, then covered her with the blanket.

He then turned off the light and lay down on the bed.

With the bed being too cramped, George had to sleep on his side.

George asked, “Can I hold you while we sleep?”

Isabelle replied, “Give it a try.”

George said, “Okay.”

With his arm wrapped lightly around Isabelle’s waist over his coat, he drew her close, attempting to warm her body.

Isabelle remained silent.

After about ten minutes, George asked her, “Feeling warmer?”

Isabelle didn’t respond, possibly already asleep.

Inside the little house, all was quiet, the two figures on the small bed huddled together for warmth, the distant murmur of neighbours next door seeming worlds

away.

Suddenly, Isabelle’s voice broke the silence, “In that castle, there were only Clubs and Moon Shadow originally. I was stronger than them, and I had a backup plan. I

could hama

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“Did something unexpected come

involved,

words echoing in her

George about it but

leaned his forehead against hers, “It’s late, let’s not dwell on it

slowly turned her face towards him.

met in the darkness.

kissed her forehead.

yet a bit playful, “I’ve heard a lot about Mr. Qin being innocent in matters of love. I originally

times, even initiating the kiss before they went to

an odd tone, “You

was

I

“Miss Jenkins’s proactive

The following day.

young boy deliver a new blanket.

but it was warmer and more comfortable than what Isabelle

up in a haze to find George coming

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young boy caught a glimpse of Isabelle and exclaimed

George agreed. “Yeah.”

boy could say more, George shut the

back, he found Isabelle wide

caught

the blanket out of the bag, saying, “I’ll change

too tired to argue, Isabelle just said, “Next time, don’t

a blanket would

“Got

helped her change the blanket, then poured her a glass of water,

in the corner was working hard, and Isabelle,

“If only we hadn’t lost the phone, we could have