Chapter 331 Last Night, He Was Also Impressed
Isaac chuckled softly and teased, "What do you think you are? Do you have rabies?"
Nora's smile froze.
Her mind was a mess, and she only remembered that if you got bitten, you needed a rabies shot, completely forgetting that normal people don't carry the rabies virus.
"What about applying some medicine?" Nora changed her question.
Isaac said, "No need, I'm not that weak."
Nora hung her head, not saying anything, planning to get up after he left the room.
To her surprise, Isaac walked over to the bedside.
He leaned in slightly, getting closer to her. Isaac's incredibly handsome face suddenly came near, and Nora's heart started racing.
Even though she had seen this face for many years, every time she saw it, she couldn't help but feel moved.
Especially when Isaac got close, the visual impact was magnified infinitely, making her heart even more unsettled, "What are you doing?"
Nora instinctively leaned back to put some distance between them.
But because she was too exhausted from the night before, she couldn't muster any strength in her waist. As soon as she leaned back slightly, she collapsed directly onto the bed.
Isaac raised his hand, his fingers gently stroking her soft lips.
He had kissed her too hard last night, and her lips were swollen with small wounds on them.
"Does it still hurt?" Isaac asked softly.
Nora grabbed his hand, pushed it away, shook her head, and then nodded.
"It doesn't hurt when I don't move, but it hurts when I do."
Whether it was her lips or her body, moving caused her pain.
Isaac wanted to say something, but Nora, blushing, pushed him away, "You go apply the medicine yourself. I'll lie down for a bit longer. Don't bother me!"
After saying that, Nora pulled up the blanket, covering half of her face with it.
The blanket had a fresh scent; he must have changed the sheets and blanket.
Although her body hurt, it was clean and dry, so he must have cleaned her up too.
Thinking of this, Nora's face grew even hotter.
Isaac had cleaned her up, and she didn't even notice. How deeply had she slept?
Thinking of the scene where Isaac cleaned her up, she felt so embarrassed that she wanted to curl her toes and couldn't bear to face him at all.
Isaac looked at her dodging expression and couldn't help but laugh.
He stood up and went to the wardrobe to find a set of clothes to put on.
Before leaving the room, Isaac said, "I'm not going to the office today. I'll be in the study handling some things. You should stay home and rest well. If you need anything, just come to the study and find me."
"I've sent both kids to Mortimer's place, so you don't need to worry about them."
Nora was a bit surprised.
Isaac hated Mortimer so much, yet he took the initiative to send the kids to Mortimer's place?
Isaac walked to the door and turned back to ask her, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat now?"
Nora was a bit annoyed, "Just go out. I know when I should eat!"
Isaac didn't say anything more and left the room.
But instead of going to the study, Isaac went downstairs to the kitchen to prepare a meal for Nora.
After making the meal, he intended to bring it upstairs for Nora, but she came down herself.
So Isaac accompanied her to eat.
During the meal, both of them were very silent.
Isaac occasionally added food to Nora's plate, and Nora silently accepted it.
The servants standing by were all smiling.
They felt that the atmosphere between Isaac and Nora was different today, looking very sweet.
Moreover, Isaac and Nora got up so late, something must have happened last night.
Isaac and Nora's relationship had finally improved.
After the meal, Isaac asked her, "Do you want to come to the study with me?"
He was afraid Nora would be bored.
Nora shook her head, "I'll go to the studio to paint for a while."
After they got married, she had renovated a room in the villa into a studio.
Sometimes, when she didn't go to the art studio, she would paint at home.
Isaac nodded.
Nora went to the studio.
Everything inside was still there.
Her painting tools and the paintings she had finished before had not been touched.
Moreover, the studio was very clean, indicating that even when she wasn't there, someone regularly cleaned and maintained it, keeping the paintings well-preserved.
Nora sat in front of the easel, her mind blank, not knowing what to paint.
Suddenly, the image of Isaac's handsome and seductive face from last night popped into her mind.
Her hand seemed to have a mind of its own, starting to draw on the paper.
Once Nora got into her creative mode, she was very focused, completely forgetting the passage of time.
When she put down the brush, a lifelike figure had appeared on the paper.
In the dim light, the handsome man's eyes were half-closed, his seductive gaze seemingly able to capture one's soul.
His clothes were torn, revealing the firm muscle lines underneath, with ambiguous scratch marks on his smooth skin.
Nora looked at the painting and couldn't help but blush.
How did she end up drawing such an erotic picture?
She wanted to destroy the painting before anyone saw it.
But looking at the erotic man in the painting, she couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke his face, then his body...
"What's the point of touching a painting? The real person is right in front of you. I allow you to touch the real me."
Isaac's amused voice suddenly came from behind.
Nora's whole body stiffened, and she turned around abruptly, meeting Isaac's smiling eyes.
Her face instantly turned red, and she glared at him in embarrassment and anger, "Why did you barge into my studio without a sound?"
Isaac said, "I knocked, but you didn't respond, so I took it as your consent and came in."
Nora said, "I didn't hear any knocking!"
Isaac said, "You must have been too focused on painting me to hear it."
Nora fell silent.
Isaac said with a half-smile, "I didn't expect you to paint me, and it was me from last night. It seems you were very satisfied last night."
Nora's face grew even hotter.
What nonsense was he talking about!
But in front of this portrait serving as evidence, she had nothing to refute, so she just glared at him, "Stop talking nonsense!"
Isaac smirked, "How am I talking nonsense? If you weren't satisfied, how could you have such a deep impression of me from last night and even painted it?"
Nora couldn't explain.
She just thought he looked so captivating in that moment, leaving a deep impression on her.
Isaac whispered in her ear, "Don't be mad. I'm just like you. I also have a deep impression."
Nora felt even more embarrassed.
Isaac continued, "Every time, I have a deep impression."
Nora hurriedly interrupted him, "Enough, stop talking! It's getting late. I should go check if the kids are back!"
She stood up hastily, trying to tear up the painting.
But before she could, Isaac took the painting away.
"Why are you taking my painting? Give it back to me!"
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