102 Gentle Fingertips


    “...Isabe, listen. I want you to be my woman, pleasing me and happily rushing into my arms with gratitude!”


    Joseph pushed Isabe away unhappily, “It’s not like what you do now, aggrieved as you are tortured. I can’t be turned on but rather disgusted with trembling!”


    Isabe curled her lips and smiled frighteningly.


    “Are you smiling? You look like acting in a ghost movie!”


    Joseph got her head down on a pillow, which was beside his. “Let’s discuss it till you learn to be grateful. You look disgusting. Did your brother damage your brain?”


    After said so, he turned off the light and ordered, “Go to sleep!”


    “Shall I sleep here?” Isabe was shocked.


    “It’s up to you.”


    Josephy down and tucked himself in the quilt. He said impatiently, “If you don’t want to stay here, go away! Don’t bother me anymore!”


    .....


    Isabe stared at him in the darkness for a long time. Later, she pursed her lips as if she had made her mind. She whispered, “Joseph, thank you... today.”


    Isabe could hear Joseph’s steady breathing.


    Isabe carefully turned her head and leered at him.


    He had fallen asleep and didn’t hear her bted thanks...


    He got a ne early this morning, and now it was sote. No wonder he was so tired...


    Did he refuse her because he was too tired and didn’t have a mood?


    Well, it would be better to stop being paranoid. Did she want to have a closer rtionship with him?


    No, that was impossible.


    Even if he would keep her as his woman, Isabe would never let herself be emotionally involved. She should get prepared from now on.


    Joseph was a man who could not bended. It would be a disaster if she fell in love with him.


    His indulgence and im of ownership were only sweet baits. Once his prey hooked, he would no longer cherish it.


    The reason she didn’t hate him was probably that he had revenged for her and backed her up today...


    Isabe felt that she was not as kind and gentle as she imagined. Seeing that John had been taught a lesson today, she felt pretty good.


    It had been many years that they vented their anger on her. No one cared about her feelings and stand up for her. No one harshly reminded her how badly she was hurt.


    When John was young, he was cute and na?ve. But when he grew up, he behaved just like Carl.


    Neither did he respect his mother and Isabe nor any other women. When he grew taller, he started to hit people.


    He treated women as if they were mere men’s appendixes and insignificant emotional garbage bins.


    John was spoiled by Carl. It was time to teach him a lesson...


    Also, John said to her today, “Isabe, what if you sleep with him?”


    How pathetic she was! She treated John as her dear younger brother even he was a bastard. But it turned out that she, his biological sister, meant nothing to him.


    At that moment, she hated Joseph so much.


    Why did he let her face the cruel reality that her brother did not love her?


    In this world, Isabe and John were a blood rtionship, but Joseph broke her dream. She suddenly felt lonely and desperate...


    However...


    She had to admit that she had learned a lesson from her experienced today: instead of living in a lie, it would be better to face the cruel reality. The blood tie meant nothing for people without hearts.


    Excessive kindness was weak. She could not be a coward anymore...


    Isabe had never expected that the first person to stand up for her in 17 years was an unpredictable and unreasonable devil in front of her...


    Isabe turned around and leered at Joseph.


    He was decent when he didn’t bully others. Today was the second time they slept together...


    Seeing that Joseph had fallen asleep, Isabe slightly came closer to him and gently groped beneath the quilt.


    Till she touched his fingertips.


    She gently touched his fingers as if she could smell his warm and powerful scent...


    She would forget about all his bad behaviors tonight and only keep the person, who backed her up and gave her security, in her mind...


    Isabe closed her eyes with ease...


    Tomorrow was a new day. Cheer up, Isabe!


    Isabe fell asleep soon.


    Isabe suddenly heard someone knocking on the door the next morning when she was sleeping soundly.


    She had a headache as she had cried till midnight. She put her head in the warm and soft quilt and hummed.


    “What? Joseph hasn’t got up yet? Open the door.”


    “Yes.”


    Charlie’s voice came from outside.


    What? Why was Charlie, the kind and lovely old man, talking outside? Could it be that...


    No ... Charlie was here!


    Isabe tried to sit up but found Joseph’s arm and a leg wereying on her.


    Oh, my God!


    She and Joseph were holding each other just like that. She put her head on Joseph’s chest just now!


    The door was opened.


    When the door opened, Charlie walked in and said with a concern, “Joseph, what’s going on? It’ste...”


    Isabe suddenly pushed Joseph away when Charlie saw her. She sat upright and stuttered, “Good morning, Grandpa! Well, I, I’m here because...”


    Joseph propped himself up hazily and scratched his messy hair. He asked, “Grandpa, why are you here?”


    “Well, William, my eyes are getting dim and cannot see things clearly. I’m getting useless...”


    “So do I. My eyes are blurry...”


    Charlie ignored them and left with William as if nothing had happened...


    The door was closed again. Isabe looked at Joseph, who hadid down again, and immediately grabbed his cor and shouted, “Wake up! Joseph! We are caught by Grandpa! Get up!”


    “So what? You’ve got nothing to lose...”


    Joseph pushed Isabe away and impatiently rolled over, “Don’t bother me. I need some sleep.”


    “It has past seven o’clock now!”


    Isabe shouted, “Gerry, William, and the rest of others in your family have seen us! It’s so embarrassing!”