My Wealthy Husband

Chapter 60 The Auction

“You won’t be her. I will let you be happier than her.” He said in a hoarse whisper.

He understood her with such a simple answer. And Nova quietly thought, probably it was destined, since she got on the wrong bed of his, it was destined for the entangled fate of them.

The price of this painting had been called two hundred and thirty thousand dollars. For Isabelle's current fame, this price was only getting higher.

"Three hundred thousand dollars."

Jason smiled and held up a sign. She was surprised and then frowned slightly, and whispered, "It's no need to buy it."

"It doesn't matter. As long as you like it, I will pick the stars of the sky for you."

What an old fashion loving word, Nova thought.

"Mr. Chapman has already bid 300,000 dollars, is there any higher price?"

The host was in high spirits. Isabelle slightly raised a smile, which was very light, but very charming.

She softly looked at Jason. After he noticed her gaze, he nodded in a little bit surprise, and looked away.

Victoria secretly observed the interaction between them, frowned, and whispered to Brandon next to her. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

"What do you think of the relationship between my sister and Jacob?"

From the beginning of the auction, Brandon's vision kept following Nova closely. When he watched her smiled slightly beside Jason, he couldn't help pull a long face. From the beginning, Nova had never

kept her eyes on him which made him even doubted whether she hadn’t seen him at all. He was unwilling to accept it. No matter how dense the crowds were before, she could always find him the first time, but now, their relationship had reached this point. He clenched his fist tightly and resisted the urge to snatch her from Jason. This situation made him even more aware of the fact that Nova really broke off with him.

“Brandon?” Without hearing his response, Victoria couldn't help but patted him lightly, looked in the direction he was looking, and called his name.

“What are you looking at?”

“Are we buying this?”

Brandon turned his head and smiled to Victoria.

After Victoria looked around Nova for a while, she retracted her gaze and shook her head.

"Jacob is to be a hero, so let's not interrupt. I think my sister is very happy to sell him the painting."

Brandon sneered, but did not obey her, and raised the sign of his hand.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand."

With this familiar voice, Nova finally saw him. Brandon smiled with a very easy expression, but Jason's face went blue when he saw Brandon. He was abusing in mind that Brandon really was a god damn ghost haunting around them!

"Mr. Moore... Mr. Chapman bid Three hundred and fifty thousand, is there any higher bid?"

The host wiped his sweat, wondering what happened to this uncle and nephew.

"Jacob, do you like this painting too?"

Brandon smiled mildly, and Jason said with a smile, either, "I don't, but my fiancée likes it."

He held Nova's hand, and smiled dangerously, "I hope you will not take the love of others."

What he said was meaningful. Nova frowned slightly, but did not withdraw her hand.

Brandon turned his gaze to Nova but did not see her pretending to be calm. There was a little anger flickered in his eyes. Isabelle also turned to Nova, and then calmly moved away her vision, said smilingly, "Since she is Jacob's fiancée, this painting counts as my wedding gift for you."

Nova frowned when Isabelle called him this name. She subconsciously raised her head and glanced at Jason's expression, which was very calm and unfamiliar. However, Isabelle seemed to know him very well, but he didn't mention her existence before. Nova guessed the reason that he never mentions Isabelle was for being afraid of her misunderstanding.

"Since Miss Evans has said so, I naturally have to let go."

After a long time, Brandon said so in a low voice. Nova caught a trace of complexity in his eyes. She had long been unable to understand his potential meaning. At this moment, she had no thought of guessing as well.

She gently pulled Jason's arm and whispered, "I go to the restroom."

"Do you want me to go with you?"

"Is it appropriate for you, a male, to be outside the women's restroom?"

Jason frowned, "What is wrong with me waiting for my wife?"

Nova didn't answer but threw her purse to him. He caught it with a smile with a very good mood. However, when he turned around and saw the number one rival in love, his face suddenly became

gloomy.

At this time Isabelle had walked slowly over, smiled softly, and said, "Jacob, it's not easy for me to see you."

Jason smiled politely and said, "It's always a little busy when the New Year is approaching, and I can't get out of work."

His words were half-truths. He didn't know how much Isabelle believed. She just asked, "The girl just now is your fiancée? She was the one who sat next to you last time you answered the phone when driving, right?"

“Yes.” Jason didn’t plan to tell a lie, “I let her pick up the phone.”

The first word made Isabelle smile a little, but the latter word made her felt stiff. The meaning of words would become different with different statements. If not the closest person, no one will give the mobile phone to others at will. Isabelle tried to keep herself smiling and said, “I thought, you would wait for me.”

Jason said in a low voice with his face went gloomy, "Miss Evans, please be careful when you speak. Your marriage with my elder brother has never been announced, but in the eyes of the Chapman family, you are my eldest sister-in-law. The relationship between us only stay in this position."

"You know the truth of the year, but you still insist to treat me this way?"

Isabelle's eyes were a little red. And she couldn't help but want to reach out and hold him. Jason took a step back without a trace, and said gloomily, "Do you still remember how my elder brother and mother died?"

“It was an accidence.” Isabelle said with a pale face.

"It was indeed an accident." Jason sneered, "At least until now, everyone in the Chapman family doesn't know the content of our call that day."

When finished, Jason turned and walked away. Isabelle looked at his back with a gleam in her eyes, and finally clenched her fist slightly. She would not give up on Jason.

When Nova came out of the restroom, she saw a tall figure, with a navy-blue suit, amber cufflink, and a familiar dress. However, everything had been different. There was no extra expression on her face, and she was going to leave.

"Nova, are you really together with him?"

Brandon’s voice sounded softly from behind which was very hoarse, as if he hadn’t spoken in a long time. Nova suddenly thought of a scene many years ago.

The snow was very heavy in that winter, and it was extremely cold in the streets in the early morning. Except for a few places where breakfast was served, few people could be seen. It was the year of Nova’s college entrance examination. And this year, Ella’s name was written in the genealogy of the Graham family, Nova was no longer the only daughter of the family. It was also the year that she discovered the will left to her in her mother's relics. It said that she was the only heir, which became sad and ridiculous.

It was already the twelfth lunar month, but she was the only one stayed at home. Toby accompanied Lucie and her daughter back to the countryside. Several of the servants also asked for leave and went home early, because it was the Chinese New Year. They usually didn't leave so early before, but Lucie was pretending she was considerate, and asked them to go early. Only Nova and the housekeeper were left in the huge villa.

The courses in the third year of the high school were more compact. It was a holiday class without no early self-study, but at seven o’clock, it was still too cold in such a winter. And it was terrifyingly quiet in

the cold villa. Nova packed up her things and talked to the housekeeper before going out.