Burning Love Cute Husband and His Little Wife

Chapter 96

96 Look How Miserable You Are

Joseph nodded and sat on the chair brought over by the bodyguard. He placed Isabella on his lap.

Isabella covered her face and was still crying, but she secretly peeked through the gap between her fingers.

“Drop the act now.” Joseph patted off Isabella’s hand and said, “Go pour me a glass of wine.”

“Wine?” Isabella was confused.

“Yes.”

Joseph looked at Isabella’s face and looked at the bruises on her neck. Suddenly, he smiled, “You can drink with me. There will be a good show later.”

“A good show?” Looking at Joseph’s sinister smile, Isabella was a little scared.

“A man offended me.”

Joseph whispered in Isabella’s ear, “I invited you to see how he cried and begged me to let him go.”

.....

“How did he offend you?” Isabella was chilled.

Joseph looked down at her, “He owes me a lot of money, and he even screwed my woman.”

“Your woman...”

Isabella murmured, “Why do you let me see the show? Do I look like a person into kinky stuff?”

“You have a lot of questions...”

Joseph rubbed his forehead and said impatiently, “I want you to know that there are a lot of benefits to be my woman, okay?”

Isabella didn’t say anything. She understood what Joseph meant.

He was flaunting his power, his abilities, and his superiority to her.

Just like a male animal who sought a mate, he has to show off his strengths and attract her attention.

Unfortunately, she was not a lower animal and did not want to be one of his many women.

It was her principle that she should not have any more relations with a man who did not love her at all.

However, when she sat upon his knee and heard the words “my woman” from his mouth, she still felt upset.

Just like that day when she woke up at the seaside and saw so many beauties around him, she felt sick and annoyed as if she had swallowed a fly.

Perhaps it was envy. She envied those women who could enjoy the present freely.

If she had grown up smoothly and was a na?ve and innocent girl, she might not have cared about the outcome.

She might throw herself into Joseph’s embrace like a moth to a flame.

She would have a remarkable love affair that was only about desire and sex...

She would not care about love or the future. She would simply enjoy the favor of Joseph, be protected by him, and fall into his arms....

Unfortunately ... she wasn’t that simple a girl.

Her world was filled with helplessness and pain. She didn’t dare to take the risk and handed herself over to anyone who might harm her again....

Isabella did not respond to what Joseph said. She got off his body and walked to the side to pour wine for him.

Joseph looked around and said nothing.

At this time, Gerry came in with two men who were dragging a gunny sack. They rudely threw the sack on the ground.

A man rolled out of it.

His hands were tied and his upper body was covered in the gunny sack. His right leg was weak and twisting on the ground.

Isabella looked away and looked down.

“You can’t bear to see it?”

Seeing Isabella’s expression, Joseph put on an evil smile. And then he became serious and ordered the men, “Open it.”

“Yes!”

Gerry waved his hand, and the black-clothed men behind him immediately get the man out of the sack.

...

The man twitched in pain and fear, groaning. When Isabella saw him, she dropped the wine bottle to the ground, “John!”

The wine bottle was broken.

Glass from broken bottle littered everywhere. Isabella threw herself onto John and said in disbelief, “Why are you here, John? Why are you here?”

“Isabella!”

The black-clothed man removed the tape from John’s mouth. John immediately cried out, “Help me! Isabella! My leg was broken by them!”

Isabella touched John’s leg and found that it was covered in blood. She immediately turned to look at Joseph.

Joseph looked down at her from afar seriously. Isabella couldn’t understand the emotions in his eyes.

No matter how bastard John was, he was Isabella biological younger brother. Isabella was astonished.

“Joseph!”

Isabella rushed to Joseph with a panicked expression, “Let John go! No matter what happened, he definitely didn’t mean it! Please show mercy!”

“Show mercy?”

Joseph put on a serious face and narrowed his eyes, “Your brother owes me money, and he even screwed my woman casually. Do you think I’m someone who can be bullied?”

John immediately shouted, “Mr. Joseph, I won’t dare to try it again ... Ouch!”

Before John could finish speaking, he was kicked in the stomach by Gerry and he immediately rolled on the ground in pain.

“No! No! Gerry, please don’t hit him!”

Isabella panicked and hugged Joseph’s leg, “Joseph, did you deliberately bring me here to see you hit my brother?”

“You think too much. I just want to torture him.” Joseph drank the red wine elegantly.

“Why are you so cruel? He’s only 17 years old. He’s just a kid...”

“Just a kid?”

Joseph sneered, “Do you know anything about this ‘kid’? He gambles, take drugs, fights, screws with women. He is such a trash! I’m just helping your parents discipline him, okay?”

“It may be a misunderstanding! He...”

Although Isabella wanted to defend John, she was instantly unsure if he had ever screwed Joseph’s woman when she remembered all the evil things he had done in the past.

He bearded the lion in his den!

John should not have screwed Joseph’s woman.

“He what?”

“I apologize for him!”

John’s miserable screams could be heard endlessly. Isabella finally shouted, “Which woman did he screw? I’ll come over and apologize to her!”

Isabella pleaded, “I can kneel on the ground to beg for mercy or get beaten up by her! As for the money, I’ll ask my father pay it back! Please, don’t hit him!”

“Kneel down and beg for mercy.... Get beaten for him?” Joseph sneered.

Joseph’s eyes suddenly turned fierce and he threw the glass onto the ground. He pulled Isabella up from the ground. “Where’s your pride, Isabella? You pretend to be prideful and righteous in front of me every day and I can’t even touch you. Why are you a masochist that can be beaten and scolded? You want to get beaten for him? For such a bastard? Have you forgotten that you were beaten half to death by him this morning?”

Isabella looked at Joseph in disbelief, “How, how did you know that...”

“Look at your body!”

Joseph tore open Isabella’s collar. Isabella cried out in fright, but Joseph didn’t give her any time to react. He directly grabbed her neck and forced her to stand up. He dragged her to the window and shouted, “Look at yourself. Look how miserable you are!”