Chapter 162 Book 5: Dealing With Weston’s Hatred

“Hey, pumpkin,” said Hudson, peering into Isabella’s room. She turned to look at him and his face brightened up when he saw how her lips broke into a smile at the nickname.

“You seem to like your nickname, don’t you?” he asked, coming inside her room and sitting on the windowsill with her.

“Yes,” sa...

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