404 Why Did You Hook My Legs?


    This time, Joseph was stunned.


    Isabe pursed her lips. “I know that a woman’s appearance is important, so is her personality as well as many small details. A man will never settle down only because a girl is pretty. I am not good at pleasing you. Instead, I often make you angry. But now I want to make you happy. You are so handsome and rich, and numerous women like you. If I don’t work hard, what if one day you are seduced away by a woman who will please you?”


    Isabe paused and frowned slightly. “Although I don’t like Lukas anymore, what if you leave me one day as he did back then? So you...”


    During the talk, they went upstairs. Joseph followed behind Isabe. It was not hard to find Isabe was struggling and talking sadly. Taking two steps forward, Joseph pressed her against the wall and silenced her with a long kiss.


    Isabe was a little surprised at first. She wanted to say that Joseph shouldn’t act like a rogue here. But on second thought, she suppressed the idea. Instead of breaking free, she gently held Joseph’s hand, epting his demand for love.


    Joseph used his tongue to gently stroke Isabe’s lips. Isabe thought for a moment and reached out her tongue too. She then hugged Joseph’s waist. As expected, she received a passionate response from Joseph. After thinking for a while, she wrapped her leg around Joseph’s.


    Joseph suddenly released her andughed.


    Isabe blushed. “Why are youughing? What’s wrong?”


    “You did this to please me? Why did you hook my leg?”


    .....


    Isabe touched her lips and puffed her cheeks. “Didn’t I perform well? I took the initiative but youughed! I’m serious. Tell me what kind of state you like. Don’t always tease me. I want to please you and don’t want you to be stolen by others.”


    Joseph immediately hugged Isabe again and gently pressed her against the wall. He reached out and tucked her hair behind her ear. “Isabe, listen up. I don’t need you to please me.”


    Isabe said nervously, “Why? Is it because my way of currying a favor with you always makes youugh? I can correct it!”


    Joseph gently pressed Isabe’s lips and said seriously, “No. You have to know that if I like you, I will be impressed by all your tricks.”


    Isabe looked at Joseph nkly, obviously not understanding what he was saying.


    Joseph smiled and pinched Isabe’s cheek, pressing his forehead against hers. “If someone loves you, why do you need to curry favor? I like you very much. To me, your existence makes me happy... So, Isabe, I am officially telling you that you only need to be yourself. With me, you can be real.”


    Isabe finally understood. Her eyes were watery and she couldn’t help but hug Joseph, “Joseph, you are so nice...”


    “I am not your stepfather, not those who treat you well only if you try hard and pretend to be obedient. I am your man, your future reliance, your husband, the closest person to you...”


    Joseph kissed Isabe’s forehead and said seriously, “As long as we love each other deeply, everything will be okay. Isabe, in the future, you don’t need to worry about others anymore. Be yourself, be happy, and live without pressure.”


    Isabe could not help but start sobbing.


    “You started crying just because I said something nice. By the way, I am not sure what I like. But talking about what I don’t like, I really don’t like you crying.”


    Joseph wiped Isabe’s tears with a smile. He held her hand and transferred the topic, “Alright, don’t mess up your makeup. Take me to your small room.”


    Isabe wiped her tears away with a smile. “I won’t cry. Don’t make fun of my roomter.”


    “I’ll make a light joke.”


    Isabe was speechless.


    Isabe’s room was in the small attic above the second floor.


    The moment Joseph entered the door, he hit his head on the door frame. The sound was so loud that Isabe’s legs went soft. “Are you alright?” she asked worriedly.


    “My head...”


    Joseph covered his forehead and looked at the low room with poor lighting. He was extremely unhappy and instantly turned on his sharp-tongue mode. “Do you live in a dog house? It’s low and the light sucks. Goldie lives in a better ce than yours!”


    Seeing how angry Joseph was, Isabe pursed her lips in a grievance, “You said you wouldn’t mock me. How can my roompare with your big bedroom? Your bed is almost bigger than my bedroom.”


    “I was just joking with you.” Joseph rolled his eyes and lowered his head to enter the room.


    Isabe rubbed Joseph’s forehead and exined, “Actually, it’s not bad. At least it’s mine. Before I moved here, I didn’t even have one. I just made a bed myself and slept in the storeroom.”


    Joseph paused. His eyes darkened. He felt so bad for her that he couldn’t tell a joke.


    Isabe smiled and said, “Don’t look at me with such pitiful eyes. I think I’m quite awesome. I depended on others to make a living and have suffered a lot, but I haven’t been corrupted. I’m an optimistic and cheerful good girl.”


    Joseph caressed Isabe’s face. “Yes, you are a good girl. Let’s go, show me around.”


    “Sit down then. Let me show you my childhood photos.”


    Isabe went to look for the photos. Joseph sat on the low bed and touched it.


    It was a simple wooden bed. Any moves could make it crack. There was no mattress on the bed. Only a wooded board and bedding were on the bed, so it felt very hard.


    The bed sheet was colorful, clean, and without a single wrinkle. However, the old-fashioned style made Joseph feel that it was too horrible to look at.


    Then, there was a rabbit doll on the bed. The deep pink color had already been washed to the point that it was a little pale. However, it was clean and carried the sweet smell ofundry detergent. It was obvious that Isabe had put a lot of effort into it.


    It was hard to believe Isabe lived here.


    Carl had a high status in Peace City, and Smith Design continued to flourish. Not to mention anything else, just the independent two-story vi that Carl lived in was worth at least a few million, but no one would have thought that the youngdy of this family lived in such a humble narrow attic.


    The venttion in the attic was poor. It was unknown whether it was because of the sudden repressed mood or of the low house that made Joseph feel a little stuffy in his chest. So he stood up and opened Isabe’s wardrobe.


    Unexpectedly, the clothes in the wardrobe were not bad. Just like when he saw her for the first time, he never thought that she was suffering.


    However, Joseph soon thought of something and his eyes dimmed.