Are You Happy

Mark lowered his eyes and looked at Isla. She was top-notch in terms of family background and appearance. She had also been dedicated and enthusiastic in pursuing his love over the years. In some ways, she was the person who suited him best.

Kevin told him that he should let Isla go. He wouldn't love Isla much anyway, but as for Isla, she wanted the strongest love. He cannot give it. But so what, Isla loves him, and he can't let her go. Think about it, let's just leave it like this, and let's get entangled like this.

But when his mind was racing, he thought of another woman, and he still felt heavy in his heart. In fact, when women become more sensitive, they can really see into men's thoughts. At this moment, Isla could clearly sense that the person he was thinking about was not her.

Isla curled her lips, a bit mockingly, "Mark."

Facing Isla's penetrating eyes, Mark suddenly came back to his senses and smiled casually, "Happy." A nonchalant answer.

Isla tilted her head. Her peach blossom eyes were naturally charming. When she smiled, her eyes were as charming as silk. She was very charming, but the color of her eyes was cold. "I am already your fiancée, Mark. I hope you can deal with it as soon as possible. Good things outside."

Mark's handsome face was vaguely impatient, and he frowned, "You mean Sarah? I didn't mean."

Isla interrupted his words tepidly, "Mark, can't you and her be completely separated? Is this so difficult for you?"

Now she had more status to deal with Sarah, but she didn't want to do so. She didn't want Sarah to be a stumbling block in her marriage with Mark in the future, but her pride didn't allow her to sit idly by.

Mark knew that she wanted an attitude, and he should give it to her, but he said it in a callous manner, "It's not difficult, but at least, I hope that she is good in what I see, Isla, I don't have any respect for her anymore. Love, otherwise nothing would have happened to us."

Mark walked up to her and touched her cold cheek with his hand, "Didn't you say you believe me?"

Isla moved her face and avoided his movements. She frowned tightly, "I said I choose to believe you, but you don't always put down my affairs for her. Mark, I don't like it very much. You surround her."

No woman was so generous.

Isla looked up at him with a cold smile, "If I get close to Kevin and Axel, will you be happy to see them?"

Mark's heart tightened, and he put his hands back into his trouser pockets, his face calm, "Isla, you can't do it, they also have a sense of propriety."

Isla smiled and stared at him for a moment, then sighed, "You know it, then Mark, please help me push the swing."

Mark looked at her face and said, "It's cold and your face is so cold. Let's go back."

She said no, "Play for a while and then come back."

Mark could only stand behind her and help her push the swing.

Isla looked up and looked back. The wind blew a few strands of hair and stuck to her face. She had a very delicate face and a combination of pure and charming looks. If it were placed in ancient times, it would be a disaster for the country and the people. When she smiles, her eyebrows are crooked, "By the way, Mark, I want to wear the most beautiful wedding dress in the world, and the Prince of Hong Kong will definitely be able to do this."

Mark tucked her hair behind her ears and said with a smile, "Well, the little princess of Hong Kong should wear the most beautiful wedding dress."

Listen, these words are so beautiful, and they make her happy. Isla raised a smile at the end of her eyes, and the smile on her face deepened. The smile was extremely bright and beautiful. Fallen in Mark's eyes and was briefly attracted by him. At two o'clock in the afternoon, the Thomas family left the Miller family, and Isla followed suit.

***

Henry Miller drove all the way from the congested road to the sparsely populated areas, complaining, "It's so cold that I have to go out. Isn't it good to stay at home? Why are you driving so far away?"

Isla's slender limbs sunk deeply into the seat, and her sunglasses covered her eyes. He looked indescribably lazy, "Just drive your car, and don't worry about anything else."

Henry shouted dissatisfied, "You want me to be the driver and you don't want me to say it?"

Isla directly suppressed his blood and said, "Don't give in."

Henry couldn't bear to accept it. He joked awkwardly, "You are so sharp, sister."

Isla ignored his teasing and simply closed her eyes, "You call me when you get down the mountain. There's no need to drive up the mountain."

Henry reached out to touch his sister's forehead, but it was slapped away before he touched it. He clicked his tongue, "Crazy, crazy, crazy, really crazy."

It was really noisy. She plugged in her headphones and listened to music. Temple in Hong Kong was said to be very spiritual. Isla didn't think she was crazy, so there was nothing wrong in asking for peace of mind. One of her wishes was to marry Mark, won't this come true?

She requested that the God would definitely bless her again. An hour later, the Porsche 918 stopped at the foot of the mountain.

Henry tapped his fingers quickly on the steering wheel and said in a bad mood, "Sister, are you really planning to walk all the way up the mountain?"

"Can I joke with you?" Isla unbuckled her seat belt without hesitation. Temple was located on the top of the mountain. Many pilgrims who come here choose to drive to the mountainside and then walk up.

Isla remembered the words "sincerity leads to spiritual success". She was extremely sincere.

Henry laughed strangely, "Are you really serious?"

Isla turned around and gave him a haughty look, "How can the God bless me if I can't get away with this?"

Henry really felt that there was something evil. Isla was the only one in the family who believed in religion. "Sister, you might as well become a monk."

Isla put her sunglasses on her fingertips, raised her red lips, and smiled, "But I can't forget the mortal world, I want to get married."

Henry sneered and said, "I think you should go find the goddess to see if Mr. Mark has really drugged you. Get rid of it as soon as possible."

What did Isla want? She grew up so pampered, but she chose to touch Mark's wall. In everyone's impression, Isla lowered her body to chase Mark, but how many times did he look back?

She picked up a multi-million dollar handbag and threw it directly on his head without showing any mercy. She was overbearing and threatened, "Be careful, I will let daddy cut off your pocket money."

Henry could only hide but refused to fight back, "Sister, sister, I was wrong, don't start."

Isla's hair was messed up. She flipped it up and calmed down. "You wait for me here, so you don't have to follow me."

Isla opened the car door and got out of the car. She took off her sunglasses and looked up at the towering mountains. She took a moment and stepped forward firmly. The delicate little princess of Hong Kong actually walked up the mountain. Mountain Top was surrounded by clouds and mist, green and misty.

Isla had long thought of making a trip there after setting the wedding date, but it happened that the mountain was deserted today, with only a few pilgrims. The bell in the distance was suddenly struck, and the lingering sound was long and lingering.

Isla stepped into the hall with her right foot. The solemn statue showed mercy to all living beings. In the hall, an abbot knocked on the wooden fish and chanted sutras. The incense burns brightly in the room. She took out three incense sticks and lights them. The light smoke curls up, and there was a pleasant fragrance.

Isla took a few steps back, knelt on the futon, held incense in her hand, closed her eyes and prayed devoutly. She said, "Lord bless me."

Also said, "Isla and Mark are happy."