76 What Did I Do Wrong?
“What are you talking about?”
When Isabe saw the masseuse groaning on the ground, she suddenly understood his words. She shook off Joseph and said, “Don’t hit random people. What are you thinking about?”
She didn’t expect that she couldn’t break free of him at all.
“Hit random people...?”
Joseph gave a horrible sneer and said, “He flirted with you. Did he think he could just get away with a beating? Gerry! Get this man out of here! Hit him hard!”
“Yes!”
“What are you doing?”
Isabe screamed, “We’re not flirting! He’s a masseuse in the health club. Joseph, you are crazy!”
“You are naked and dare to say that you have not flirted with him!”
.....
Joseph was enraged and threw Isabe onto the bed of spa, pressing her.
Like a lion whose territory was invaded, Joseph behaved tyrannically and stubbornly, “You pretended to be innocent in front of me, but you are so dissolute in front of others. Today, I will let you know the consequence of flirting with other men in front of me!”
Gerry quickly took the masseuse away and closed the door.
“What are you doing?”
The only nket on Isabe’s body was torn apart by Joseph. She was naked and exposed in front of Joseph. She was embarrassed and screamed, “Don’t look!”
“Other people can see you, but only I can’t?”
Joseph leaned over and kissed Isabe, drowning all her resistance between his lips. “Today, you will know who you belong to!”
As he spoke, he pulled on Isabe’s slender legs and wrapped them around his waist.
Joseph’s body was like a piece of burning steel. Isabe’s resistance was of no use.
She couldn’t speak because she was kissed by him. She could only sob.
His kiss left a mark on her face, eyes and chest.
Joseph wanted to forcefully invade her body...
Was she going to be “eaten” by him with shame and helplessness?
Did it mean that she would live this hard forever?
A tear fell from Isabe’s eyes...
A clear and crisp sound rang out.
In despair, Isabe pped Joseph on the face.
The world seemed to be quiet for an instant.
Joseph tilted his head and was stunned.
Another sound rang out.
Isabe pped him again and hissed, “Who am I? I am Isabe Smith! I am myself! I don’t belong to you! Who are you to define me as a dissolute woman? Why are you to own me? You are just demons in human form! You are disgusting!”
Even if the man in front of her would bepletely enragedter, and even if she would fall into eternal cmity, she had to dere her dignity and integrity as a human being....
She was pure, and she belonged to herself forever!
Joseph’s dark eyes shed with a strange light. He looked at the crying Isabe and stayed still.
“Go away!”
Isabe pushed Joseph away hard, curled up her naked body, hugged her legs, buried her face deeply on her knees, and cried sadly.
“If you don’t like me here, you could just have someone call me back? I just want to be like any girls, wearing a swimsuit and ying at the beach without fear...”
Isabe copsed and said, “Why do you have to humiliate me like this? What did I do wrong? Why do all of you do this to me?”
The golden light in the SPA room shone on Isabe’s slender back, and the scars wereyered one by one.
Joseph’s heavy breathing gradually slowed down. His eyes darkened and he bent over the nket. As soon as he touched Isabe, Isabe screamed in fright, “Don’t touch me!”
Isabe was like a frightened little beast.
“Don’t move if you don’t want to go back naked!”
Joseph’s voice was gentler, but it was still very domineering. He wrapped Isabe up and carried her back to the hotel.
Isabe cried all the way...
“You help her get changed and get her to sleep!”
“Yes.”
Joseph put Isabe on the bed, instructed the maid, and then left the room. He then asked the waiter to get a new room for him and took a cold bath for half an hour in there.
“Mr. Joseph.”
William stood respectfully on the balcony. “I just heard that you are here. I prepared some tea for you.”
Joseph did not say anything. He tied up the bathrobe and walked over to sit down.
“Tea can refresh one’s heart, clear one’s eyes, and get rid of one’s anger.”
William poured some tea into the blue and white porcin cup and handed it to Joseph.
Joseph didn’t move and said indifferently, “I didn’t ask you to bring tea over! I don’t like it!”
“But I think tea is very suitable for you now.”
Joseph frowned, “William, what do you mean?”
“There are many different kinds of tea. Perhaps you would like this one.” William was not afraid of Joseph’s displeasure at all and said with a smile.
Joseph frowned and said, “You always talk in this mysterious way, just like grandfather. What do you want to say? Just say it!”
“Tea is different, and so are people. Not everyone is good at betraying and deceiving, because the scenery in each person’s eyes is different. For example, Tears of Blue Mirror, some people just see the luxury of it, but some only see its blue sea and sky.”
Joseph paused.
“You probably didn’t know. You broke Miss Isabe’s wristband in anger today, but she secretly squatted down and took out the pieces and washed them clean.”
Joseph cursed in a low voice, “Stupid woman, wouldn’t she please me and ask for another one? Why did she want that useless thing?”
“That’s right. Logically speaking, the wristband is broken. The chip inside can’t be used. Why did she save it? I think to her, that wristband is special not because it cost a lot, but because it’s a gift from you.”
Joseph was stunned.
“Money and power are things that most people want, but there are always some people who are special. In my opinion, what Miss Isabe wants is probably something beyond money. So, if you want her to like you, I’m afraid money and power won’t work.”
Joseph snorted disdainfully, “I thought you could say something useful. Isabe doesn’t love money? What a joke! She is unscrupulous for money! The carnival party and dancepetition she attended were all for money! She’s simply a money buff! Also, who said I like her? She’s nothing to me!”
“That’s right. If I were Miss Isabe, I would definitely choose to tter you and not go to any parties. In that case, she was really stupid.”
William smiled as he ced the teacup on the table and bowed, “Excuse me. Mr. Joseph, good night.”
“Wait!”