Chapter 38 This is Mr. Yin's Bridal Chamber
This morning, when Isabella woke up, she purposely took a look at the book he had placed by the pillow. It was about finance, and it was full of professional knowledge. She recognized every word, but when they were put together in a sentence, she didn't understand the meaning.
No wonder he can become a business tycoon; there's a reason for it.
She walked over to the bedside, lifted the blanket, and carefully lay down, trying her best not to make too much noise or move too much, decreasing her own presence.
However...
Sebastian still turned his head and glanced at her. "Are you ready to sleep?"
"...Um, yeah, I'm sleeping. Good night, see you tomorrow!"
She quickly turned around, facing away from him, and closed her eyes.
But Sebastian didn't intend to let her off so easily. "Sleeping so early?"
"It's already eleven. Early to bed, early to rise, keeps the body healthy."
Sebastian remained silent, temporarily calming Isabella's heart, thinking that she could just let tonight pass peacefully.
Little did she know...
Sebastian suddenly laid down as well, and then his hand reached over and rested on her waist.
Isabella thought he was going to hug her, but his hand quickly moved down and touched her there.
Oh no!!! She forgot to use a sanitary pad!
"Is your period over?" Sebastian asked, "Hmm?"
"No, it's not, I...I..." she stammered, about to get up, "I forgot, I'll go now..."
Sebastian forcefully pushed her back with his large hand. "Are you lying to me?"
"I really forgot..."
"Isabella, you never seem to stop lying to me," he withdrew his hand, pinching her chin, "You forgot so quickly after the last lesson?"
"I didn't lie to you," Isabella said, "I really didn't."
"There are still four days left, right?"
Isabella's expression flickered.
After contemplating for several seconds, she finally confessed honestly, "I really got my period. But the day you found out... it was actually the last day."
Every day, Isabella battled wits with Sebastian, but she hardly ever won.
He always saw through her.
"You're quite clever," Sebastian looked at her, "You didn't continue lying."
"Did you... did you already know?" Isabella's face turned red, "You... you couldn't see that place, could you?"
"Are you dumb? I didn't see any used sanitary pads in the bathroom."
Okay, Sebastian's thoughts were truly terrifying. He could even observe up to this point.
"I was wrong..." Isabella said, "I apologize, I deeply reflect on my mistakes, I will change my ways..."
"No need," Sebastian lightly interrupted her words, "Since your period is over, it's time to do what needs to be done."
Isabella's body instantly became stiff.
"What needs to be done..." she swallowed nervously, "What do you mean?"
"Don't play dumb," Sebastian said, "When we went to the Lawrence family today, what did Grandfather remind us? How did Anthony tease us?"
Isabella bit her lip, unable to say anything.
"Well?" He leaned closer, his chest pressing against her back, and whispered in her ear, "Are you going to say... you're not prepared yet? How long do you need to prepare?"
"I..."
"Or perhaps, Isabella, you never thought about giving yourself to me in the first place."
"No," she shook her head, "Since the day we got married, I knew we would come to this step... it's the most normal thing between husband and wife."
"But your attitude doesn't match what you say."
"I care about the child," Isabella met his deep gaze, "That is a living person, my flesh and blood that I carried for ten months. But he has to become..."
Sebastian interrupted her, "What does he have to become?"
"A companion in our lives," Isabella said, "A symbol of our love and forever. But he can't be forced into existence just because we want him."
His finger gently touched her pink lips, stopping her from speaking further.
"That's also my child," he said. "In the future, everything I have will be inherited by him. He will be a talented child, born to attract attention and possess everything."
But, but...
Sebastian, will you not have any other children in the future?
If you divorce me, remarry, and start a new family, what will my child be then?
What will I be?
Jarod Lawrence said that you have someone else in your heart. If this is true, you love her more than me, what should we do?
But with so many words, so many thoughts, Isabella couldn't say anything.
She could only look at him like this, and as she looked, tears suddenly filled her eyes.
And it was at that exact moment that Sebastian lowered his head and gently kissed her pink lips.
Through the dim lighting, Isabella could see the beads of sweat on his forehead.
Her thin nightgown was all taken off by him, his slender fingers skillfully and quickly removing it and throwing it off the bed.
Isabella shivered slightly, "I...I'm scared..."
Sebastian bent down, his hot body covering hers, "Don't worry, I will be gentle."
She reached up and held him, hooking her arms around his neck, her voice filled with tears as she repeatedly called his name, "Sebastian, Sebastian..."
He responded to her with actions.
Deep in their feelings, Sebastian breathed heavily, "Have my child, Isabella."
With such a magnetic and hoarse voice, calling her name, how could she resist?
"Okay, okay..." Isabella cried, "Whatever you say...is fine."
"Why are you crying?" He kissed her sweaty forehead, "Did I hurt you?"
"No..."
"Then it feels good?"
"Mmm..." Isabella didn't know what to say, so she could only softly answer him with a mosquito-like voice, "You...you're annoying..."
He chuckled, "When a woman says she's annoyed, it means she likes it. Just like when she says she doesn't want it, it means she does. It's the same principle."
Throughout that night, Isabella experienced Sebastian's vigorous energy and stamina.
Her waist was about to break.
If it wasn't for her crying and begging for mercy in the end, saying she was uncomfortable...Sebastian could probably have continued until dawn.
He also knew that he couldn't be too harsh on her for the first time, otherwise the recovery period would be longer. It's better to stop in time and save it for next time...
Sebastian deliberately asked, "Now you know if I can perform well, hm?"
"Yes, you can, very well, exceptionally well!"
Only then did he end the battle satisfactorily.
Afterward, Isabella was so exhausted she couldn't even keep her eyes open. Sebastian carried her to the bathroom and rinsed her off quickly.
Lying back on the soft bed, she felt like she was in heaven.
Unfortunately, Sebastian couldn't stay still and his hand kept wandering around.
Isabella closed her eyes, half dreaming and half awake, and grabbed his wrist, "Stop playing around, it's time to sleep..."
"You sleep."
"Don't you need to rest too?"
In theory, it should be the man who's more tired in these matters, so how is he acting as if nothing happened and even more energetic than before?!
It's just not fair!
"If I didn't consider your body..." Sebastian leisurely replied, "We could go another round."
Isabella snorted, "When you came back from the Lawrence family, you ignored me and had a poker face like you owed me eight million. And now...now you're clinging to me again. Sebastian, are all men as fickle as you?"
Talking about this matter made her even more sad.
She...
Now, just thinking about it makes me feel sad. If Sebastian continues to be so cold towards her... she didn't dare to think further.
It's as if... it's as if she had just gone through a heartbreak.
"I ignored you?" Sebastian slightly tilted his head, recalling for a moment, "Did I?"
Isabella not only felt wronged but also angered, "Have you forgotten what you've done? You hurt someone's heart and haven't even realized it?"
"Hurt?" He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "I really didn't ignore you."
"Let it go, I don't want to talk to you..."
Sebastian held her in his arms, his fingers combing through her hair, one stroke after another, "Are you talking about the Lawrence family coming out and returning to Willowbrook Estate?"
Isabella ignored him, rubbing her cheek against his chest, finding the most comfortable position.
He explained in a low voice, "At that time, you were silent and looking out the window. I thought you were tired and needed rest, so I didn't disturb you."
"You're lying..."
"How could I bear to lie to you?"
"Stop joking..." Isabella murmured, not wanting to delve any further, "Let's sleep."
"Good night."
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