Chapter 32 I Sell Houses, Not Smiles
"Could you please stop talking?"
His tone carried a hint of surprise as he said, "You were with Marcus for two years, and yet nothing happened?"
"You think every man is like you, only thinking with the lower half of their body," Isabella replied, "Always fixated on that matter..."
"I'm not just being a normal man, you know. So..." Sebastian chuckled lightly, "Marcus isn't a normal man? Is he incapable?"
Isabella retorted, "You are the one who can't do it!"
"Well, it seems that Marcus is doing great. With that being said, why do you still seem like it's your first time?"
"He, me, you... you!" Isabella didn't know how to respond, she sulkily bit her lip, "Whether he can or not, I don't know, whether you can or not, I also don't know!"
"What does that mean? Did you actually have a relationship with Marcus or not?"
She replied in a muffled and sulky tone, "No."
Sebastian clearly noticed that her ears had turned red as she said, "None? You and Marcus, unexpectedly..."
"Yes, yes, indeed!" Isabella said with a hint of embarrassment and anger. "I am just dating him, even though we have an engagement, but we haven't gotten married yet, so... we haven't reached that stage yet."
A burst of happiness, rising from an unknown source, emerged in his heart and swiftly spread through his body.
She is still whole and pristine, she’s still a virgin.
Sebastian leaned down, moving closer to her crimson ear and softly uttered, "I never imagined that my Mrs. Lawrence was so innocent..."
"Sebastian, could you please just be quiet, please, oh my goodness!"
Sebastian thought to himself, "Marcus, you will never know her for the rest of your life." He raised his hand and slipped it from behind her waist, embracing her in his arms. "But as for me, whether I am capable or not... you will eventually find out."
"I'm already on my period and you... you want to?"
Isabella, shocked, peered out half of her face from the pillow. "Do you have a fetish for fucking a woman when she's bleeding?"
Sebastian lightly patted her buttocks, neither too light nor too heavy, and said, "Not now, after all, Mrs. Lawrence, there's plenty of time ahead."
If I can just get through today... that would be enough.
I never thought that one day, Aunt Flo could save her from peril.
However, being able to delay it for one day is still a day, but what about in the future? What about next time?
"You can't escape." Sebastian easily perceived her thoughts, "Isabella, receiving and giving are meant to be proportional."
Isabella asked tentatively, "Um... can you wait for me to get ready?"
"What preparations are you making?"
"Well, well... getting ready for that kind of thing, huh?" She wore a pained expression on her little face. "I mean, isn't it said to be very painful?"
"I will try my best to be gentle."
"Up yours," Isabella cursed in her mind.
"Alright," she said, "you, you go first, you're pressing down on my hair, I...I'll go take a shower."
Sebastian lifted his hand to adjust her strands of hair, but his muscular body, which was draped over her, remained completely still.
Isabella waited for a while, but she didn't see any reaction from him, so she glanced at him and asked, "Did you hear what I just said?"
He raised an eyebrow and said, "Isabella, pretending to be clueless and playing dumb, using the tactic of acting like a pig to eat a tiger, you have already used it in front of me too many times."
She made a gesture as she reached out to push him: "I don't understand what you're saying, I just want to go take a shower!"
"If I don't expose you, will you continue acting like this? Hmm?"
Isabella didn't dare to make eTurnercontact with her, extending her hand to try to push him, unsure of where to place it.
Chest? It seems too close.
"Shoulder? Well, she wouldn't be able to push it either."
Abdomen... he has a six-pack abs, and she's afraid she won't be able to resist touching it.
If we delve further into the matter...
Isabella was just about to avert her gaze when Sebastian's voice sounded, "Would you like to see?"
"Oh, it was a mistake, a mistake," she quickly exclaimed, "it's definitely a misunderstanding."
"You can have thoughts. After all, you should truly experience it well in the future."
What's even more excessive is that Sebastian unexpectedly, unexpectedly held her hand and directly explored that area."
"Speaking truthfully, I can fulfill your desires, Mrs. Lawrence," Sebastian said as he firmly held Isabella's hand, despite her desperate attempt to pull it back.
Suddenly, a growling sound was heard.
The actions of both individuals paused for a moment.
The sound of growling resounded once again.
Isabella smiled apologetically and said, "I'm hungry."
"I am usually a patient who faints from low blood sugar, I can't go hungry too long," she said urgently. "Look, my stomach is protesting, do you still want me to faint again?"
Sebastian let out a cold, disdainful hum, as he turned over and got off the bed. He walked towards the bathroom, unbuttoning his shirt as he went.
Isabella quickly got up, not even bothering to put on her shoes, and rushed outside.
The butler spotted her descending the staircase and politely inquired, "Madam, is there anything you require?"
"What do we have to eat in the kitchen?"
Yes, I will immediately instruct someone to do it. What would you like to eat?
"Let's have noodles," Isabella replied, "I'm famished."
After finishing their meal, they returned to the bedroom. Sebastian glanced at her and asked, "Is there anywhere else that doesn't feel comfortable?"
No more, I'm doing just fine. You see, my complexion is rosy and I'm lively and full of energy.
"Are you still jumping around during your menstrual cycle?"
"This is merely a reaction."
Sebastian closed the book slowly and gazed into the distance for a moment before asking with a pause, "When will it be over?"
Isabella replied quietly, "Still... still four more days."
"Such a disappointing woman," Sebastian pressed his nose. "Let's go to sleep."
There was a moment of silence, and Isabella tried to call his name, "Sebastian...?"
"Hmm?" She gritted her teeth, her voice gentle, "Is having a child an absolute necessity? I am willing to make alternative arrangements with you, as long as I have them."
"I only want a child."
Isabella sighed, "Well... goodnight."
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