Burning Love Cute Husband and His Little Wife

Chapter 73

73 Memory

Isabella stood up, looking down. William explained softly, “Miss Isabella, maybe Mr. Joseph was angry because he suddenly couldn’t find you....”

“It’s fine. You don’t need to explain.”

Isabella whispered, “He’s just acting with me in front of Charlie, but I was too confident to control myself.”

“...”

Looking at Isabella’s back, William frowned in confusion.

It was exactly the custom-made wristband ordered by Mr. Joseph. Why did it turn out...?

After Isabella returned to the shelter, she sat down on the couch and looked at the scenery.

It was a sunny day, and everywhere is full of laughter. Couples were taking selfies on the beach, youngsters chatting in groups. Kids who sat on fathers’ shoulders were laughing happily...

Everything looked good.

.....

However, she could only look at it, as if she was looking at a beautiful painting. She was always an outsider.

Wasn’t her life like this?

The happiness was always others’.

She could only be a bystander...

‘Father, you said one must be positive and brave at all times, and then they can get happiness.’

However, where was her happiness? Was it so far from her?

She was very tired, and she didn’t know how long she could endure that...

Life was hard....

Isabella closed her eyes and unknowingly fell asleep...

When she woke up again, she was in the dark. Not far away, a burning campfire emitted a golden light. Isabella sat up and rubbed her eyes, and the blanket covering her fell to the ground.

Isabella noticed it, bending down to pick up the blanket. Then, she looked up and saw Joseph sitting on a deck chair near the campfire, surrounded by several giggling girls.

He had an evil smile on his face and talking with those hot girls who were all in colorful bikinis.

They held trays and cooling drinks, standing close to him. They were so intimate.

The golden flames shone on his face, making him like a demon, a horrible noble demon.

His large palm was on the smooth waist of the women, and he occasionally opened his mouth to receive a grape with his tongue.

There was even a girl who purposely put grapes in her mouth, and he would lower his head with a smile...

His brown chest was so close to the girl’s delicate skin that her thin clothes seemed invisible....

Isabella felt her eyes suddenly burn with the campfire in front of her.

To her surprise, Joseph was flirting with other women.

Wait.

Something was wrong. Why can’t Joseph hook up with girls in front of her?

They were a fake couple. The first time they met was in a bar, and the second time was at a party...

Both were not serious places. This man was a playboy.

The gentleness, or rather, chastity that he showed these days was only due to the constraints of Charlie. It had nothing to do with her......

Now that the Charlie was not here, the playboy definitely wanted to be himself.

What was his real life like?

He must lead a very dissolute life, like many rich people. He might even have a villa where lived many whores...

....

Isabella covered her chest and felt herself so stupid to think about these things that had nothing to do with her at all after she just woke up.

Joseph’s nature had nothing to do with her.

After dealing with Charlie, they would part with no emotions.

Just as she was thinking, Joseph seemed to look up and notice her. He whispered something to a woman around him, and that woman held a tray, walking to her.

“Your name is Isabella, right?”

The woman said arrogantly, “Mr. Joseph told me to give you this.”

As she spoke, she handed over the tray in her hand.

Isabella glanced at her.

The woman in front of her was young and beautiful. She had a charming face, and the sexy bikini made her curvaceous.

Her skin was as smooth as a layer of brown palm oil. It was healthy and beautiful. Isabella knew it must be very delicate even if she didn’t touch it...

Isabella pulled her clothes to warm herself. She pursed her lips and said, “I don’t want it.”

Hearing this, the bikini woman raised her eyebrows and smiled meaningfully, “They’re just baked. I suggest you give it a try. It’s not good to let Mr. Joseph down, isn’t it?”

Isabella shook her head, “Thank you, but I don’t eat roasted food.”

“Fine.”

The beautiful woman in the bikini sneered, rolled her eyes, and turned around to leave. “Crap. Why did Mr. Joseph find such a woman to act his girlfriend?”

“Gerry, it smells bad here. I’m a little stuffy. Please tell Joseph I’m going to take a walk on the beach nearby.” Isabella looked at the beautiful bikini’s silhouette for a moment and then stood up.

“Okay.”

...

Good.

Isabella walked to the beach and heaved a deep sigh of relief.

When she was five years old, her birth father Aaron died in Peace City’s notorious “Aaron Restaurant Explosion”.

The explosion not only brought endless suffering to her and her mother, but also left her with a lasting habit.

She never ate roasted food.

The smell of charred corpses in the ashes haunted her.

Therefore, since then, she would feel nauseous whenever she smelled something roasted, say, barbecue.

That was why she deliberately left the campfire barbecue area and relaxed on the sand.

“Beauty Spa! Lady, do you want to try it?”

Just as Isabella started wandering, she was stopped by a guy who was handing out leaflets. “The chief masseuse of the health club is here today. Miss, do you want to take a look?”

Isabella looked up. She was surprised and said, “It’s you!”

“You’re Isabella.” The guy smiled and said, “Why did you disappear suddenly in the game? I was going to ask you to join the beach volleyball.”

This guy was the man who played the four-man raft with her today.

“Sorry. I just had something to do. It was so urgent that I had no time to say goodbye.”

Isabella smiled and said, “Why are you handing out leaflets?”

“Oh, it’s my girlfriend’s mission. She’s the manager of the health club, and she asks me to help promote it. Well, do you want to have a try? Beauty care is necessary.”

As he spoke, he handed over a leaflet.

“Beauty care? I don’t need this...”

Isabella took the leaflet, surprised, “You can remove scars?”