118 She Was the First
The potbellied Mr. Alfredo in front of Isabella was the host of the banquet. He looked kind. But Isabella sensed his wretched heart, as she found him secretly glanced at her. Thus, she bit the bullet and greeted him, “Good evening, Mr. Alfredo.”
“Good evening.”
Mr. Alfredo held Isabella’s hand, looking up and down at her, and then narrowed his eyes to praise her in front of her father. “I heard that your wife is a great beauty. I didn’t expect that your daughter is prettier. She is gorgeous. It’s rare to see such a beautiful lady.”
Carl smiled, “You are flattering me. I would appreciate you very much if you could give her some support.”
“Yeah, of course. Please come in.”
Mr. Alfredo held Isabella’s hand with one hand, caressing her waist with the other.
Isabella felt goosebumps all over her body, stiffening her back.
‘My goodness...’
The banquet hadn’t started. This old man was showing his shamelessness. This was a so-called serious business gathering. Why couldn’t he behave himself?
.....
What a serious business gathering it was.
“Mr. Alfredo! The guest from the Wilson Consortium is here!” A waiter ran in and reported.
Isabella paused.
“Alright, I’ll be there!”
Mr. Alfredo patted Isabella’s hand and said to Carl, “Mr. Carl, bring Isabella over first. This guest was invited over with great difficulty. I need to welcome him in person!”
“Oh, from the Wilson Consortium.”
Carl nodded, “I understand. Mr. Alfredo, go ahead please.”
Isabella looked at Mr. Alfredo’s back and whispered, “Dad, do you know who is coming over today? Master Wilson or Joseph?”
“I’m not sure.”
Carl anxiously looked around and said, “The Wilsons kept a low profile in social interaction. Most of the time, they only stayed in the circles that they recognize. This is a rare opportunity. I have to go over and take a look. If I can get on well with the Wilsons, my Smith Design will soar!”
Isabella secretly rolled her eyes, “I have to go to the bathroom first.”
“A lazy person finds many excuses delay working!” Carl cursed softly, “Hurry up!”
...
“Mr. Joseph, we arrived.”
“...”
“Mr. Joseph?”
Gerry reminded him twice, and Joseph finally reacted from his contemplation.
“Mr. Joseph, are you still uncomfortable?” Gerry said with concern, “You’ve been absent-minded today. If you can’t...”
“I’m fine.”
Joseph refused Gerry’s kind reminder, but he didn’t tell him that Isabella was the reason that he had been lost all day.
He had a fever last night, with an unclear mind. He used to go crazy when he lost his mind. But this time, he was actually safe and sound.
What William said in the morning drew his attention: Isabella was very special.
Was she special? It should just be a coincidence.
But after experiencing that incident as a child, the person in the world that could calm the sick Joseph down...
Isabella seemed to be the first...
Although he didn’t recall what happened last night, he remembered how he felt when Isabella was beside him.
She was gentle, sweet and warm, which made him feel comfortable.
After he felt ill yesterday, Isabella came to take his temperature. He rejected her, because he felt that Isabella seemed to have an extremely attractive charm.
He was like a hungry wolf that saw meat. He felt empty and impatient, wanting to swallow her alive.
He knew what he would behave when he was sick. He felt that he was very dangerous in that situation, so he chased Isabella away. But when she left, he felt sad.
He wanted her and wanted to hug her. It wasn’t about the relationship between men and women. He just wanted to hug her in his arms so as to feel more comfortable, and to comfort his chaotic heart.
But he couldn’t. He was abnormal. He wasn’t sure what he would do.
Therefore, he ran to Isabella’s room and lay on her bed, hoping that her sweetness that remained in the air would cheer him up.
He looked like a freaky and wretched man.
Good thing was that no one was in the room. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing.
But before he could rejoice, Isabella came in and met him...
Afterwards, his memories were very vague. He only remembered that he was as if a ferocious beast. He lost his rationality, with only Isabella left in his world...
Isabella was everywhere.
The quick-witted Isabella, the smiling Isabella, and the wronged crying Isabella...
His memories were intermittent. He felt that Isabella played tricks on him and flirted with him, but he didn’t remember the specifics at all. Until the next day...
He recovered his reason and he opened his eyes.
Isabella didn’t change her clothes and slept in his arms like a lazy cat.
There were two dark circles under her eyes.
He looked around, the broken lights, the torn sheets, his sweaty clothes, and the belt used to tie him...
He forgot everything, but he still remembered Isabella had been hugging him, constantly touching his hot head. He still remembered the warmth on her hands...
Looking at Isabella sleeping beside him, Joseph had a subtle feeling...
Why was he so dependent on this woman? Why would there be such an illusion?
Right at this moment, this woman touched his head in a daze. He was shocked, but she put her hand into his clothes again and went up to his waist...
Joseph had some feelings. His lust was trying to break free from his newly-restorative body.
He actually wanted a woman in the early morning.
Was he abstinent for too long? He lost his self-control.
He hurriedly pushed Isabella away and denied his childish impulse. But this shameless woman actually put her legs on him and muttered, “Let the Queen touch you.”
Words failed Joseph.
Joseph recalled what Isabella had done to “bully” him when he was seriously ill last night...
Shame! This was simply a disgrace!
How dare this woman seize this opportunity to tease him like this?
He pinched Isabella’s wrist that reached into his clothes. She suffered and opened her eyes...
Then she escaped...
Therefore, he was very unhappy. He felt that it wouldn’t work off his anger, even if he broke her apart for what she had done last night. But William told him that she still took care of him, although he injured her. After hearing that, he was obsessed with something in his heart...
What was it that he was so obsessed with, so concerned about...
Did he feel guilty for hurting her?
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