Burning Love Cute Husband and His Little Wife

Chapter 57

57 It’s Not Like a Fall

“No problem. The leftovers would be good.” Isabella licked her lips.

Joseph sneered. “You’re really desperate for food.”

Joseph handed the plate to Isabella. Seeing her stretch out her head, Joseph suddenly raised her chin with his hand and teased, “But isn’t it only a pet that eats leftovers of the owner’s food?”

“Pet?” Isabella paused when she was about to take the plate and stared at Joseph with wide eyes.

Joseph smiled mischievously and rubbed Isabella’s lips tenderly with his fingertips. “Yes, pet, my kitten.”

Looking at Joseph’s wicked expression, Isabella realized that it was his revenge for what she had done just now.

She kind of underestimated the man’s evil and vengeful nature...

Isabella thought for a moment and bit her lip, “Just give it to me.”

Joseph finally laughed, “To get food, you really have no dignity and no self-respect. Isabella, haven’t you asked me to trample you to death? I thought you were so determined.”

.....

Then he poured the steak on the plate into the trash can!

“You!”

Isabella looked at the steak that slipped away from the plate in an instant, tears welling up in her eyes. She said angrily, “You like to tease people, don’t you?”

Joseph elegantly picked up the napkin, wiped his mouth and said expressionlessly, “Otherwise what fun would there be in life?”

Looking at Joseph’s arrogant and ruthless appearance, Isabella almost flew into fury.

But what could she do or resist?

She wiped away her tears, clutched her ribs and lay back on the bed without saying a word. She wouldn’t mind what her cruel fate would be.

“Well.”

A steaming steak was passed to Isabella with a fork. “The steak just out of the pot belongs to you.”

Isabella opened her eyes and looked at Joseph, who was holding a fork in front of her.

Although he looked quite sincere, Isabella shook her head firmly. “Mr. Joseph, time’s up for you to have fun with me. An anxious rabbit will bite people. Please let go of me who is pitiful enough. My ribs hurt.”

Joseph smiled as he rolled the fork between his fingers, “I thought you would be more interesting. How can you be so boring?”

“I am just a boring person!”

He clearly hurt her feelings, but he still put on a look of disdain. What evil human nature!

She could no longer hold back her pain and unwillingness in his heart. She slapped away Joseph’s hand and shouted, “I’m just a poor girl who endures life’s humiliation. How dare I have fun with Mr. Joseph who boasts privileges and powers? Go hire someone to follow your manipulation! Why torturing me? I deserve to be bullied by everyone, right?”

The steak rolled on the ground, leaving a trail of oil.

Joseph’s gaze became more solemn, but it seemed he was not surprised by Isabella’s reaction. “Enduring life’s humiliation and being bullied? You’ve already leaked your secret twice today when your emotions went out of control. You were bullied by someone when you went out. There was no fall or fight, right?”

Isabella gasped at his words. She clutched her ribs sadly and blustered, “What does this have to do with you? If you want to laugh at me, just do it. I don’t mind anymore.”

Joseph frowned and threw away the fork as if he had lost interest. He then turned to the liquor cabinet and took out a small barrel with snakes and lizards inside soaked in wine.

He poured a cup, walked to the bedside and handed it to Isabella. He ordered, “Drink this.”

“I don’t want it!”

Isabella saw what in the wine barrel with her own eyes. She shouted in horror, “Joseph, stop being a freak! How can you bully me when I am weak ... Oh! What are you doing?”

The spicy alcohol was poured into Isabella’s throat as Joseph forced her mouth open with his lips and teeth.

Never would he have imagined that this man would be so domineering and unreasonable. He would directly use his mouth as a tool to force Isabella to drink the spirit.

She shouted, “No! Help! Oh!”

Isabella struggled, but Joseph held her shoulders tightly. She was forced to drink more than a half cup. Joseph only stopped when he saw that she was in a stupor.

“Devils, all of you...”

Isabella rolled her eyes until they slowly closed...

Joseph sat up and panted heavily, looking at Isabella’s reddened face.

After a long time, he let go of her, wiped the wine off her face with a napkin, and opened the door.

“Mr. Joseph,” William, who was waiting at the door, immediately said respectfully, “is there anything I can do for you?”

“Isabella drank a little of Master Wilson’s alcohol just now. I’m guessing she’ll faint for a while.” As Joseph took off his wet shirt, he ordered, “The maid shall give her some food in fifteen minutes.”

“Yes.”

“There’s no need for her to sit up. Feed her as she lies on the bed. Her right rib is injured. Don’t touch her.”

“Yes!”

Joseph walked up the stairs with an indifferent expression. Suddenly, something occurred to him. “Well, the Spanish chef who cooked the steak today...”

“Don’t worry, Mr. Joseph. I’ve already arranged for his return. There will be no delay in serving the orders of those distinguished guests over there.” Housekeeper Wood said confidently.

“Book an air ticket for him to fly back.” Joseph went downstairs and said, “I need him to serve me here.”

“Okay, then how long should he ask for leave from the hotel over there?”

“It depends. When I get tired, he can go back.”

“Got it!”

Joseph went downstairs and straight to the basement.

Doctor Morris was preparing the ointment in a lab-like room. When he saw Joseph arrive, he immediately said respectfully, “Mr. Joseph, the salve will be ready soon! Wait a moment!”

“Just continue.”

Joseph waved his hand and sat down on the sofa. He casually played with a skull model on the table. “I just poured her some strong alcohol. She seems to have fainted.”

“Yes, Master Wilson’s precious alcohol is very suitable for Miss Isabella!”

Doctor Morris smiled and said, “But that wine tastes a little strong with terrifying ingredients... Miss Isabella is really tough.”

Joseph twirled the model and said indifferently, “She said that she was injured by a fall.”

“A fall?” Doctor Morris was stunned.

“What’s the matter?” Joseph raised his head and looked at Doctor Morris, “Doesn’t it look like a fall?”

“Not really.” Doctor Morris pursed his lips. “She was obviously beaten.”

“You mean she was beaten up?” Joseph narrowed his eyes.

“It’s hard to say. Who knows if she had a fight with others or simply got beaten, right?”

Doctor Morris rubbed his hands and said excitedly, “I’ve made it! My newly developed salve can alleviate blood stasis and bruises. I’ve prepared the amount that guarantee to treat pimples on Miss Isabella’s butt as well! Her skin will heal and once again be even!”

Joseph tilted his eyes and looked at Doctor Morris coldly, “How do you know what her butt looks like?”