195 Let’s Get Married


    “Don’t worry, Mr. Joseph! I just ask to go through the routine! I’ll double-check if I’m not sure!”


    Joseph ignored Doctor Morris and stood up. “Grandpa, if that’s the case, I’ll send Isabe to school. Don’t worry. It’s only a matter of time before you have a great-grandchild.”


    Charlie’s face puckered. “Joseph, I’ll ask the chef to make more tonic soup for you. Don’t exhaust yourself and have a good rest.”


    Joseph’s face darkened and he grabbed Isabe. “Don’t worry. Isabe and I will work harder.”


    Isabe was about to speak, but Joseph dragged her out of the door in a hurry.


    ...


    In the spacious luxury car.


    Isabe was on tenterhooks while she listened to Joseph’s fingers tapping on the folder.


    “Tonight...”


    .....


    Joseph finally said, “Wash up and wait for me on the bed.”


    Then, he nced sideways at Isabe. “Let’s see whether it is your problem or mine!”


    Isabe said tentatively, “Don’t get excited, Mr. Joseph. Why are you still angry about what happened just now? It’s all because you just watched from the sidelines. It is impossible for me to get pregnant. You not only did not speak up for me but also asked me to have a check-up. It’s so embarrassing.”


    “How can I help you?”


    Joseph ced his hand on Isabe’s head. “Grandpa saw us sleeping in the same bed. Do you want me to tell him that we have done nothing? Do you really want everyone to suspect that there is something wrong with me?”


    Feeling Joseph’s “stroke”, Isabe trembled like a rabbit, “Alright, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have doubted your ability as a man. Please forgive me and forget it.”


    Joseph narrowed her eyes and drew Isabe closer to him. “How can I forget it? I promised my grandfather today that I would give him a great-grandchild. Let’s do it. How about tonight?”


    Isabe immediately pushed Joseph away, “Don’t joke about it.”


    Joseph looked at Isabe’s crimson and stubborn face. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, “Isabe, if you behave yourself in the future, never flirt with other men, and give me a few children, then I will do what Grandpa said. What do you think?”


    Isabe was stunned. She looked at Joseph in disbelief, “What, what did Grandpa say...”


    Joseph lifted Isabe’s chin and kissed her cheeks and lips. “Don’t y dumb. I’ll give you a grand wedding.”


    Isabe looked into Joseph’s deep eyes and felt the entire world is turned upside-down. “Joseph, are you proposing to me?”


    Joseph stopped kissing and smiled mischievously. “Didn’t you give me your first kiss? I should be responsible to you, shouldn’t I?”


    With that, he kissed her passionately.


    Isabe moaned and pushed Joseph away.


    She looked at Joseph in disbelief.


    ‘Is he proposing? Is he serious about their future?


    ‘But his tone is too casual, and his expression too frivolous...’


    “Why do you want to marry me?” Isabe asked seriously.


    Joseph raised his eyebrows, “Grandpa likes you very much, and the Wilson family should have some little children.”


    Isabe was disappointed, but she did not give up, “Just that? Is there any other reason?”


    “Other reasons?”


    Joseph frowned in confusion and sized up Isabe in a few nces. “Although I did not n to get married so early, you are pretty and smart. Second, you are well-bred, despite a humble family background. Third, I am the first heir of the Wilson financial group but I am not the only one. If I have children, my status would be enhanced.”


    Isabe’s heart sank again. “That’s all?”


    Joseph thought about it seriously. “Aren’t these enough? Don’t you want to marry me?”


    Isabe pursed, not knowing how to reply.


    He had considered her appearance, family background, his family business, and his right as an heir. But he did not mention the most important thing-love.


    The affection was directly skipped by Joseph, and he did not list it in the reasons at all.


    Isabe wondered whether she is too na?ve or Joseph has never thought marriage should be based on love.


    He just felt she was suitable, not adorable.


    Isabe was disappointed.


    Did she want to marry him? To have a grand wedding with this handsome young man who was as rich as a country?


    She longed to marry him. She dreamed of marrying him.


    She was dying to have a home, a warm, happy, safe andfortable family.


    Justst night, she was moved by his embrace and gentle words.


    His tenderness touched her heart.


    At that time, she thought that it would be a fleeting dream.


    Unexpectedly, he made it a long-term promise. He said he would marry her.


    But he never said he loves her.


    While he was talking just now, his eyes were clear and calm. He was far more rational to love her.


    He asked for her hand just because she suited him, just because his grandfather liked her, just because he wanted some children and wanted to enhance his status in the family business.


    In return, he would give her a lot of money.


    Without love, she was no more than a child-bearer, even though a well-paid one.


    Isabe suddenly felt very sad. She wanted Joseph to give her a sense of security, but reality had pped her in the face.


    Even if she could sleep in the same bed with him, she knew little about him and they shared no topics.


    Just like every night in the manor, he worked in the study, and she stayed in the room, at most, they would have sex at night.


    That’s all.


    Joseph was displeased by Isabe’s reluctant expression, “Why are you hesitating? You are offered an opportunity that many women would die for. Do you understand?”


    Isabe looked up at Joseph and braced herself up. She said straightforwardly, “Joseph, do you love me?”


    Joseph was stunned. Then, he let out a sneer. “Isabe, are you kidding me? Love? What’s that?”