33 Mr. Joseph Washes the Dishes


    Isabe saw that William wasing up to take her away and a crafty look came to her eyes. Isabe hugged Charlie’s legs and tears fell down his face, “Grandpa ... Don’t me Joseph. It’s my fault....”


    Charlie frowned, “Isabe, you don’t have to defend him. I know Joseph has been doing evil in recent years, and I turn a blind eye to it. But Joseph even hit a woman, which is really damaging to the Wilsons’ culture! So there’s no way around it!”


    “Joseph didn’t hit me!”


    Isabe howled, “We wagered who would be the first to go downstairs to meet you, so we pulled and grabbed to stop each other. In the end, I didn’t keep my feet before I rolled down. Grandpa, if you don’t believe, you can check on Joseph’s bruised face!”


    Charlie looked at Joseph suspiciously and found that his face and ears were indeed red and swollen, and his clothes were a little messy. So Charlie asked, “Are you telling the truth?”


    Joseph’s eyes flickered as he looked at Isabe. Joseph wasn’t sure why Isabe helped himself, but he still took advantage of it and said, looking guilty, “No matter what, the joke is too much. I should be punished... Grandpa, you....”


    “Forget it....”


    Charlie waved his and sighed, “I’m too nervous. I don’t understand the games that you youngsters y. I’m afraid that you’re the same as before ... Well, forget it. Help Isabe up and see if she’s hurt.”


    “Yes.”


    .....


    Joseph helped Isabe up at once said with concern, “Gerry, call the doctor over right now to check Isabe.”


    “Yes!”


    “Oh, no. I’m fine. Really.”


    Seeing that Gerry was about to leave as Joseph told, Isabe immediately fell into Joseph’s arms and said, acting like a spoiled child, “However, you lost. Although I rolled down, I saw Master Wilson first. So darling, you still lost, didn’t you?”


    Everyone looked at Isabe who smiled broadly.


    No one expected that Isabe was so airy that she would still think about the bet, even though she had her face bashed in.


    Joseph looked into Isabe’s crafty eyes, looked alert, and tightened his grip on her, saying “gently”, “Don’t be so fun-loving. We’ll talk about thister. You’d better see a doctor.”


    “No, no. What if you cheat?”


    Isabe smiled and said to Charlie, “Grandpa, I rolled downstairs to see you. I tried so hard for the bet. You must do me justice.”


    Seeing that Isabe and Joseph made up, Charlie also calmed down. He smiled and said, “Of course. Tell me, what were you guys betting on?”


    Isabe smiled sweetly, “Actually, it’s very simple. Whoever loses will wash the dishes today.”


    Everyone in the room was silent for a while.


    Then they allughed.


    Charlie gave a heartyugh, “Fine! Fine! No wonder Joseph tried so hard! It’s the loser who will wash the dishes! Well, I agree that Joseph will wash the dishes tonight!”


    They had a nice and quiet dinner during Isabe’s ttery.


    Charlie no longer doubted the real reason for Isabe rolling downstairs.


    However, Joseph was more vicious inside and out....


    Sure enough, after dinner, Isabe reminded Joseph, “Dear, don’t forget to wash the dishes.”


    Joseph couldn’t help but break the silver spoon handle off....


    Joseph washing dishes was probably big news in Wilson Manor. After dinner, Charlie happily had someone move chairs and sat at the kitchen entrance to watch it. William, Gerry, and more than a dozen chefs and workers in the kitchen were all crowded aside.


    Everyone was curious and shocked.


    Joseph changed into a simple dark blue sportswear. When Joseph stretched out his arms, two maids put onrge aprons and sleeves for him and respectfully stepped aside.


    William personally went forward to instruct Joseph who had never done housework on how to properly wash the dishes.


    It looked like a grand asion and others would think that they were serving Joseph to change into an imperial robe before he ascended the throne.


    Some of them said, “Miss Isabe should be Mr. Joseph’s Miss Right. Mr. Joseph is so recalcitrant. But he listens to Miss Isabe and is washing the dishes personally.”


    Someone said, “Wilson Manor is so big. I’ve only seen Mr. Joseph from afar. I didn’t expect him to be so handsome. No wonder so many girls like him.”


    Others said, “Isn’t Mr. Joseph a good man who is a master of all sorts of trades?”


    They were in the vein for gossiping about Joseph.


    Isabe stood beside Charlie, rubbing his shoulders while triumphantly smiling.


    Isabeughed!


    Looking at Joseph’s handsome face as he threw in the towel, Isabe felt so good. Isabe knew well that she couldn’t beat Joseph or contend against him....


    But Joseph was afraid of Charlie.


    Anyway, Isabe would get into trouble even if she deferred to Joseph. Joseph always wanted to get physical with Isabe. Then why did Isabe allow him to bully herself?


    Rather than being sent back to the Smith’s and being beaten, it would be better to pretend to be lovey-dovey and let Joseph know that Isabe was not a pushover!


    A sound rang out.


    Just as Isabe was a bit smug, she suddenly heard a crisp sound of something breaking.


    A bowl slipped out of Joseph’s hands to the ground and shattered.


    “Is Mr. Joseph injured?”


    Everyone became nervous at once. When the family doctor, who had been carrying the first aid kit, immediately went forward to check, Isabe rolled her eyes.