You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 21

Although John had no idea how Isabella looked like, he didn't have high hopes regarding her appearance because based on how ordinary her parents looked like, she would not be beautiful. As for her intelligence, he saw with his very own eyes that day how easy it was for Nina to make a fool of her. For that reason, she couldn't be a clever person either.

Was James being blind or stupid? How could he say he would never forget her?

If there was anyone who could be called unforgettable, then it would be none other than Nina.

In his eyes, she was the most beautiful woman in the whole wide world.

And the most important thing about her was that she had enough evil cruelty in her in dealing with people who rubbed her the wrong way.

In this savage world, a person had the choice to be cruel either to himself or to others. Otherwise, he would be beaten down and wouldn't be able to stand tall on his own two feet.

John wondered what could have kept Nina busy in the recent days. "Uncle John, don't get me wrong!" James didn't want to be labeled as someone who could be easily deceived.

Nina had sarcastically looked down upon him at noon today, and now, his most respected uncle was looking down on himself. What a miserable life!

James' voice brought John back to reality. John turned around with interest and lit up the cigarette he was holding with his slender fingers.

"Oh? Really? Tell me," he urged.

James made himself comfortable, sat down on the sofa in the leisure area and crossed his legs. He narrated the whole story in astonishment, without forgetting even a minute detail. Of course, he concealed some details that were not favorable to him.

"Uncle John, don't get me wrong. I didn't have a thing for Isabella. Rather, I abhor her because she is so scheming and what's worse, she even tried to use me! Uncle John, you know that Isabella was trying to use me, right? How dare a nobody like her take advantage of me!" The more James thought about how near he had almost fallen for Isabella's trap, the angrier he became. He stood up in protest and made angry gestures in the air.

"Loser," John provoked him. How stupid could he be to have allowed himself to be used by a mere woman? John uttered just one word, yet his cold voice rendered James speechless and uncomfortable. Although he had been used to John scolding him in the past, he was still unwilling to submit to his criticism. But this time, John had every right to reprimand him because he was within reason. James slumped back on the sofa in defeat.

Was he not a certified loser for him to be so easily taken advantage of by a woman? Besides, this woman was also a stupid one. That being said, did that not make him all the more stupid?

James tried to calm himself down and held his temper in check. He recounted what happened to John. "I saw Isabella and a schoolmate in a stalemate today. Isabella slapped herself and tried to frame the schoolmate. I saw her while she was in panic and she said she had been hit. As you know, my advocacy has always been to protect the weak, so I bravely stepped forward and condemned the schoolmate indiscriminately without investigating what really happened. In the end, the schoolmate gave Isabella a second slap. The two slap marks were obviously different. I realized then, to my chagrin, what had really transpired."

'Damn Isabella! How dare she use me!' John cursed silently in his head.

With a keen sense of awareness and insight, John asked, "And who is the other girl in the confrontation?"

"It's Nina, the same person who dared to beat you." James was still so immersed in his thoughts that he blurted it out without thinking.

But as soon as the words left his mouth, he realized that what he just said was inappropriate and it was like adding salt to John's wound. Sure enough, John's eyes were shooting daggers at James with fury. Stunned, James obediently sat up straight in submission, like a child who did something wrong and was awaiting his punishment.

"Uncle John, I'm so sorry. I was wrong again." He repeatedly apologized and wanted to slap himself senseless. For once, why couldn't he control his mouth?

Had he been infected by Isabella's stupidity and became just as stupid as she was?

Fortunately for James, John wasn't paying much attention to what James just blurted out. Instead, he prodded slowly, "Was Isabella trying to frame Nina?"

He frowned, deep in concentration, and pursed his thin lips. His rage was slightly feigned with a hint of cruelty in the corner of his mouth.

Then, he called Henry in and ordered with urgency, "Investigate what happened between Nina and Isabella."

"Yes, sir."