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Chapter 37 He Gets Mad
Tara boasted, “Relax. I’m a big fan of those romance novels. They normally have the same principle that use make–up sex to end a quarrel, so I know how to play matchmaker.”
Maggie was lost for words. She thought Tara was too confident.
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In the bedroom, the man stood beside the bed and contemplated Isabelle. She was sleeping soundly.
Isabelle loved to lie on her stomach, which displayed her beautiful curves. Her supple hands curled up in her inky hair. On her tender cheeks, there was a flush of red.
She was so pretty and bewitching.
The man couldn’t help but pull off his tie. He panted. His muscles tightened under his expensive shirt.
He didn’t see a laptop in the room. Didn’t she come here to finish her sketch?
The man lay down beside her. This was the first time he held her to sleep.
Before, he would only sit on the couch in the bedroom. Even if he was lustful, he didn’t want to cross the line.
Then he touched something unexpectedly soft. He took it up and saw it was a tail on her clothes.
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There were also ears on her hat.
The man lifted the blanket to check what she was wearing. His eyes suddenly narrowed. What did she want to do?
He felt an urge in his chest. It slowly took over his limbs.
Something was off.
The man swallowed. He remembered the soup that Maggie gave him and immediately realized who was behind this.
He felt a wave of headache. His eyes were burning with desire. He lowered his head, pouted his lips, and kissed her mouth greedily…
Isabelle was awakened from her dreams. Feeling a “wall” closing in on her, she started pushing it.
All of a sudden, Isabelle was wide awake. When she saw a dark figure on top of her, she screamed, “Who are you?”
“It’s me,” the man said huskily with a slight smile on his face.
“L…what are you doing?” Isabelle realized that he was kissing her, but in a split second, she recalled the woman who answered his call and the woman who sat in his car. Her face clouded over. She quickly pushed him away.
Thinking she was startled, the man seized her wrist and giggled, “You dressed like this and asked me to meet you at this kind of hotel. What do you think we are doing?”
Isabelle retorted, “I don’t remember I asked you out. It was you who told me to bring something. First thing’s first, get off of me!”
“What if I refuse?” He pinned her back onto the bed.
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Isabelle couldn’t breathe. At the same time, she felt his body strangely hot and strong.
“What’s wrong with you?”
“Touch my forehead.” The man took up her hand.
Isabelle placed her hand against his forehead and felt the searing heat!
The man propped up his arm. There was an abyss in his dark eyes and a flickering flame. “Tara tricked me into drinking her soup.”
“Plus I had a few drinks at the party. What do you think we should do, Isabelle?”
He leaned down and took a deep breath beside her earlobe.
Isabelle was stunned. The situation was similar to the first night that they met.
She knitted her brows and pushed him, trying to get the toolkit. Then she realized she wasn’t home.
Isabelle said seriously, “Take a shower first. Let me think of a plan.”
“What plan?” He wrapped his arms around her slim waist, his head rubbing her shoulder. He whispered, “You’re pregnant for over a month, right?”
“What are you thinking, L!” Isabelle scolded.
The man smiled wickedly and crooned, “My lawful rights. Shall I hold you to the bathroom?”
In a fit of rage, Isabelle raised her hand and slapped at his chin.
The man quickly dodged. Under his mask, his smile was gone. He
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caught her little claw and said, “Do you have any idea of what you are doing?”
His voice was cold, arrogant, and hoarse.
Isabelle peered at his perfect jawline and was completely enraged, “Do you, Mr. L? You got drunk and asked me to come here. You used your mother’s soup as a terrible excuse. I have to say you are so virile. Weren’t you resting in a woman’s bed yesterday afternoon?”
“What nonsense are you talking about?” His aura was intimating when he got mad.
Isabelle was so scared that she couldn’t move her clenched fist.
The man’s eyes turned cold. Exhaustion was written all over his handsome face. Yesterday morning, after he played with her, he went to the neighboring city to handle business. He didn’t come back until today. He naturally thought she dressed like this and asked him to come here to… What was she up to?
Forcefully, he held her onto the couch.
He pinched her chin, held her waist, and lowered his head again. The soup and alcohol made him slowly take leave of his senses. He said with a husky and charming voice, “According to the term of our marriage agreement, you have to help me once.”
Isabelle hurriedly dodged his lips. All she could think about was the woman that picked up her call yesterday.
Instead of explaining why he was fooling around with other women, he made a move on her and used the agreement to pressure her.
What a disgusting and despicable man!
Isabelle pushed him away and said furiously, “Find another woman to
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help you. I’m not free, Mr. L!”
“I beg your pardon?” The man let go of her and clutched her hands.
Isabelle looked up and sneered, “You must have a bunch of girlfriends and lovers. Do you think you can ruin others‘ life at will because you are rich? I sold my uterus to you, but I didn’t sell myself to you. A year later, we will go on our separate ways. I have every right to refuse you. You can find other women to satisfy your needs, and if that’s all you can think of, don’t come to see me again!”
There was silence in the room.
The man suppressed his anger in his chest as he stared at her stubborn face with a smile and raised her chin. “I won’t have sex with just any woman!”
“What do you think of me?”
He stood up, shook off her hands, then looked down and ridiculed, “You aren’t so innocent. Remember how you got into my car? You would do anything to achieve your goal. Now you think I’m shameless. Isabelle, you aren’t worthy of my time.”
When he left, he kicked over the table. The sound startled Isabelle. She widened her eyes and curled up on the couch.
Slamming the door, he stomped out.
Isabelle pursed her lips. Her head was buzzing nonstop. After a long time, she saw the glass table stained with blood.
“Did he injure his knee?” she thought. Her heart was beating fast, and she felt like shit.
The chauffeur drove Isabelle back to the villa. She didn’t see the man.
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Tara knew she screwed it up and explained the reason to Isabelle. She also told Isabelle not to get mad at her son because it was all her fault.
Isabelle realized that Tara lied to her and him. She smiled bitterly, but she knew Tara didn’t cause the problem.
The man didn’t come back home in the following days.
This time, he must be seriously pissed off. He didn’t call or text and seemed to have stopped caring about her.
However, Isabelle didn’t think she made a mistake. She thought it was good for both of them if she cleared it up.
Only she felt blue. She kept her spirit up and focused on the contest. To avoid letting Tara worry, she went to stay with Glenda.
From time to time, Glenda invited Sue over. They made Isabelle happy. Isabelle finished her design in time.
On October Tenth, the Jewelry Contest was held at the SJ Group’s exhibition center.
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