Burning Love Cute Husband and His Little Wife-Chapter 228

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228 You Can Only Play With Me

Isabella was stunned. โ€œYou are siblings! How can you say that to her?โ€ ๐—ณ๐’“๐™še๐“Œe๐š‹๐™ฃ๐š˜๐ฏ๐™š๐™ก.๐‘เซฆ๏ฝ

Joseph was stubborn. โ€œSo what? This manor belongs to me currently. If she were not my sister, do you think she would have the qualifications to enter this place? I am the heir to the Wilson Consortium and Iโ€™m the ruler here!โ€

Isabella looked at Josephโ€™s stubborn expression and carefully said, โ€œI heard what happened between you and Angelina. She might be inconsiderate at that time, but...โ€

Isabella suddenly noticed that there was a clear look of hatred in Josephโ€™s eyes.

She didnโ€™t dare to say anything else. She wanted to pull her hand out, but Joseph grabbed her hand even harder and said in a hoarse voice, โ€œForget it, let me take a look at your photo.โ€

Isabella suddenly realized that she knew little about Joseph.

He was high-spirited, aloof, and arrogant. He controlled many enterprises and was powerful in Peace City. When he was in a good mood, he was as gentle as water. When he had a bad temper, he was furious...

However, she had known him and lived with him for nearly a month. She had started to like him and had even considered marrying him as Charlie considered. But she still knew little about him.

What she knew about him was the same as what other people thought about him.

.....

As a celebrity with the label of โ€œthe heir of the consortiumโ€, he was always mysterious in the magazine and Isabella did not understand his emotions at all.

Isabella hesitated and handed over the photo of Slike. She was not sure if her visit tonight was a wrong decision.

Joseph lowered his eyes and looked at the photo seriously. His long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyes, making it impossible to see the emotion inside.

Isabella carefully introduced, โ€œThe child in the middle is me. This is the only photo of my childhood. I donโ€™t have any of the previous photos.โ€

Joseph let go of her hand and pulled her into his embrace.

Isabella sat on his lap.

โ€œItโ€™s very cute...โ€ Joseph whispered, โ€œIf we had a child, it would probably be like this.โ€

Isabellaโ€™s heart skipped a beat.

A child...

What a yearning...

It seemed that even if she had said something outrageous, Joseph was still willing to marry her. Isabella felt her face start to warm up again...

โ€œIs this man your father?โ€

Joseph didnโ€™t notice Isabellaโ€™s strange behavior at all. He pointed at the photo and asked.

โ€œYes, handsome, right?โ€ Isabella immediately came back to her senses.

โ€œYes.โ€ Joseph commented, โ€œYour parents look pretty good.โ€

Isabella was a little proud. โ€œSo Iโ€™m quite cute too!โ€

โ€ ... Donโ€™t use the word cute anymore!โ€

โ€œAre you still thinking about my cat-lady costume? Okay, I wonโ€™t say it. Donโ€™t stare at me.โ€

โ€œWere Slike and Carl friends or partners? Thereโ€™s Carl in this photo. Did he design your fatherโ€™s restaurant?โ€ Joseph asked doubtfully.

โ€œI heard from my mother that they were good friends in the past. But I donโ€™t know if the restaurant was designed by him. After all, when the accident happened, I was only 4 or 5 years old.โ€

Joseph said casually, โ€œThen did he marry your mother because he liked her a long time ago, or was it just to take care of his friendโ€™s wife?โ€

Isabella was stunned. Suddenly, a strange feeling spread in her heart.

โ€œAlright, Iโ€™m done.โ€

Joseph patted Isabellaโ€™s back. โ€œYou can go now.โ€

Joseph, who had always liked to pester her, was completely uninterested in her today.

Isabella slid down Josephโ€™s leg with the photo in her hand. When she reached the door, she thought about it and said, โ€œActually, it is not shameful to like cute things. Our teacher in the class said that everyoneโ€™s interest is different. Although you are an adult man, it is Okay to like pink things! I wonโ€™t look down on you!โ€

Joseph coughed fiercely.

Joseph picked up his coffee and was drinking it. When he heard this, he coughed and looked at Isabella in disbelief. โ€œNonsense!โ€

โ€œI know that this is personal privacy and it is a little embarrassing to be discovered. I wonโ€™t tell anyone!

โ€œI still have a box of fun things I want to play with you. Since you donโ€™t want to face your heart, then forget it.โ€

โ€œWait! Isabella!โ€ Joseph said.

Isabella turned around and looked at Joseph kindly.

Joseph sighed. โ€œWhat fun things? Letโ€™s play together.โ€

Isabella immediately revealed a smile of pleasant surprise.

One minute later, Joseph looked at all kinds of โ€œtoysโ€ in the exquisite violet box in front of him. He was speechless.

โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong?โ€

Isabella stretched out her hand and flipped through the contents. โ€œDonโ€™t tell me you donโ€™t know how to play?โ€

Joseph didnโ€™t say anything.

Joseph closed the box and looked at Isabella thoughtfully. โ€œThis is what Angelina gave you?โ€

โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong?โ€

Isabella pouted. โ€œDonโ€™t blame her.โ€

Then she picked up the box. โ€œIf you donโ€™t want to play, then forget it. Iโ€™ll find someone else to play with me!โ€

โ€œIsabella!โ€

When Joseph saw Isabella turn around and leave, he slammed the table in anger.

Isabella shrunk in fear and said blankly, โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong ... Why are you suddenly angry again...โ€

Joseph rubbed his forehead and sighed. โ€œYou can only play with me...โ€

โ€œWhy?โ€

โ€œForget it, I didnโ€™t have such a hobby.โ€

Joseph raised his head and looked at Isabella. He looked calm. โ€œSince you want to try, then go back to your room and wait for me. Iโ€™ll find a video to teach you how to play.โ€

โ€œYes! Iโ€™m going back! Hurry up!โ€ Isabella was surprised.

Joseph reminded loudly, โ€œDonโ€™t forget to take a bath!โ€

โ€œI wonโ€™t forget!โ€

The door closed and Joseph frowned. โ€œIs she pretending to be ignorant because of embarrassment?โ€

Isabella returned to her room to take a shower and respectfully placed Slikeโ€™s photo on the table.

โ€œDear handsome daddy, please tell me, is Joseph starting to like me?โ€

Isabella lay on the table and poked Slikeโ€™s photo with her finger. She contemplated, โ€œBless me, please. I just got out of the misery. I want to be happy this time.โ€

Isabella kissed the photo and put it down. She shifted her gaze to Carlโ€™s face on the edge of the photo...