Chapter 19 Sebastian, Go out
Upon returning to Willow-brook Estate, she went upstairs to her room to freshen up and take a shower. While standing under the pouring shower, she...somehow felt like crying.
At times like these, no one would notice if she cried. Only she would know.
However, Isabella looked down upon herself in this state.
Letting out a sigh, she reached out to squeeze some body wash, when suddenly she heard the sound of the door lock clicking.
Immediately after, the bathroom door was pushed open.
Through the mist in the air, Sebastian's handsome face gradually came into focus.
"You, you, you..." Isabella couldn't even complete her sentence. "How did you...get in here!"
She was taking a shower! She wasn't wearing anything!
"Can't I come in?" Sebastian looked at her, his gaze dropping lower.
Everything was laid bare, clear as day.
"Ah!" Isabella let out a scream, covering her front, but feeling like it wasn't enough, there were still more areas she needed to cover. "Sebastian, you...you go out! Get out immediately!"
"Why should I go out?" He was calm, and even started unbuttoning his shirt. "I also need to take a shower."
"Wait for me to finish washing before you do!"
"Isn't it better to shower together?" Sebastian said with a smile. "It's more romantic."
"To hell with romance!" Isabella was infuriated. "You go out! Get out!"
Sebastian had already taken off his clothes and walked straight towards her, taking off her shower cap with his height advantage.
Isabella wished she could find a hole to hide in.
To make things worse, his other hand was holding onto her. "How can you wash properly if you stand so far away?" he asked.
"Sebastian, you..."
"Do you want to scold me again for being childish?" he said. "Taking a bath together as a couple is called a pleasant experience, commonly known as a mandarin duck bath."
Isabella felt that he was just...
This lunatic, silent and brooding during the ride, one can only wonder what is going through his mind, pretending to be deep and melancholic, and now... now he's provoking her again.
How can there be a man who can both be loved and hated like this!
Sebastian said he wanted to take a bath together, and he truly does what he says. He is incredibly thorough, even helping her apply shower gel, exploring every inch of her body.
Isabella has nowhere to escape.
She can only cling tightly to Sebastian, holding onto his shoulder. Otherwise...
He would see her completely naked!! Although she is pressed against him, at least she doesn't have to face the awkwardness of being face to face!
"I wonder if Mrs. Lawrence is satisfied with my service..." Sebastian asks, leaning close to her ear. "I'm looking forward to the next time."
Isabella has never felt so ashamed before. Sebastian truly pushes the limits of what she can endure, time and time again.
Resistance is futile, screaming and shouting is futile.
She can only ask, "Have you... finished washing?"
"Not yet," Sebastian says. "Take it slow, no rush. I have plenty of time."
But Isabella can hardly bear it any longer...
Her legs were getting weak, but she didn't dare to fall. Although she was leaning on Sebastian, she was actually very tired.
She had to calculate the distance, grasp the boundaries, and avoid touching any unspeakable part of his body...
Taking this bath was so difficult.
It was definitely not enjoyment, but rather torment!
"You...hurry up," she said. "I...I think I'm done washing."
"How can you be done? You haven't rinsed off the foam yet."
"I can do that myself..." Isabella said, wanting to reach for the shower-head.
But Sebastian stretched out his hand and lifted it high, leaving her no way to reach.
The height difference between men and women was fully highlighted at this moment.
"No rush," Sebastian looked down at her and said. "We've only just begun."
Isabella almost collapsed.
She had endured for so long, and he actually said...they've only just begun.
"I," Isabella's eyes darted around as she began to find excuses, something she had always been good at. "I...I need to use the bathroom..."
"Hmm?"
She repeated, "I need to use the bathroom..."
Isabella naively thought that Sebastian would let her go if she said that, giving her a chance to escape from the bathroom.
But who knew he would ask, "Number one or number two?"
"Uh...number one."
"You can go now," Sebastian said. "I don't mind."
"..."
Isabella really didn't know what to say anymore. He actually wanted her to pee...in front of him?
"Sebastian, are you really not teasing me?"
"We are a married couple, doing the most intimate things together. What does this matter? Do you...mind?"
"Yes, I mind," Isabella said, afraid that he wouldn't let her go and quickly added, "And, I misspoke just now. I actually need to do number two."
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a loud smack as Sebastian's hand landed on her buttocks.
Isabella froze.
The slap was loud, but it didn't hurt at all, it just made her feel...an additional level of embarrassment.
"I feel dizzy..." Isabella pitifully looked at him with her watery eyes, "The steam in this bathroom is too heavy, the temperature is too high, I...I'm really dizzy..."
In the bathroom, the steam filled the air, creating a white fog. Staying in this kind of environment for too long would indeed lead to a lack of oxygen.
After she said that, Sebastian let her go, quickly rinsed off the foam from both of them with the shower-head, and then took a towel and wrapped it around her.
Isabella grabbed the towel and hurriedly covered herself with it, and then rushed out.
She almost slipped and fell on the slippery floor.
"Take it easy," Sebastian's voice rang from behind, "I'm not going to devour you."
What the hell...he was one step away from swallowing her whole!
Coming out of the bathroom, Isabella was completely red from head to toe.
She...Changed into pajamas, Isabella blew her hair while muttering to herself,
"Sebastian is such a sly fox! Next time I shower, I will definitely remember to lock the door, so he won't have any chance to take advantage of... I can't believe he even wanted me to pee in front of him..."
"Crazy, I don't care about my dignity anymore! Before, he acted all indifferent and made me sad, and now he's behaving like he's taken some sort of love potion..."
After drying her hair, Isabella returned to the bedroom.
Sebastian was already half reclined against the headboard, still holding a book in his hand, flipping through it with his head lowered.
This morning, Isabella specifically took a look at the book he had placed by the pillow. It was about finance, filled with specialized knowledge.
She recognized every word, but when they combined to form a sentence, she didn't understand the meaning.
Indeed, there must be a reason why he can become a business magnate. She walked to the edge of the bed, lifted the covers, and carefully lay down, trying her best not to make too much noise or move too much, in order to diminish her presence.
However...
Sebastian still turned his head and glanced at her. "Getting ready to sleep?"
"...Hmm, yes, going to sleep. Goodnight, see you tomorrow!"
She quickly turned over, with her back facing him, and closed her eyes.
But Sebastian had no intention of letting her off so easily. "Sleeping so early?"
"It's already 11 o'clock. Early to bed, early to rise, good for the body."
Sebastian didn't say anything. Isabella's heart temporarily calmed down, thinking that tonight could pass like this.
Little did she know...
Suddenly, Sebastian lay down too, and then his hand reached over, resting on her waist.
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