Chapter 85

85 Crocodile Tears

“No....”

Joseph hugged Isabella’s waist hard and bit her mouth, his tongue invading her tightly pursed lips.

She was dying for air and parted her lips.

The next thing she knew, his warm breath and refreshing aroma came rushing into her mouth.

A suffocating feeling of dizziness overwhelmed her.

After a long time, he carried her out of the water but didn’t stop kissing her.

He had only wanted to grab a feel to piss her off.

However, when she was hugged into him, his mind became a hot mess.

He just wanted more.

.....

A bodyguard on the shore smiled and glanced out of the corner of his eye, whispering, “Mr. Joseph always plays this trick with girls. It looks like it never fails.”

“Excitement and romance are the best team. I guess they would head straight back to the hotel, you know, to have....”

A shadow cloaked them. They immediately stood upright, their heads covered in sweat. “Mr. Gerry....”

“If I hear that again, you know the consequences.”

“Mr. Gerry! We will never say something like that again!”

Gerry’s eyes dulled. “Good. We can’t gossip about Mr. Joseph.”

As soon as he finished speaking, they all heard a slap.

Gerry looked up and saw Isabella had thwacked Joseph in the face. Then, she fiercely pushed him away. “I almost died! You pervert! All you do is kiss me! Are you some horny animal?”

The bodyguard whispered, “Damn it, this one wouldn’t take it.”

“How would I know you can’t swim?”

Joseph was wearing a furious look, but he sounded guilty, and half of his face was masked by his hand. “And why did you save me if you can’t swim? What’s your problem?”

“That’s right! I have a problem! My head must have hit something!”

Isabella howled, “I won’t see you again! Nothing good has happened when I am with you!”

The bodyguards looked at each other.

“Isabella! Hey!”

Joseph chased after her, while she marched to the beach. Gerry thought for a moment and asked the bodyguards to stand by. Then he ran to Joseph with towels.

Isabella scurried a few steps and hid in a crack in the rocks. Joseph shouted through his teeth, “Isabella, enough is enough. You are not dead!”

“But I could be!”

She kept bawling, “What did I do in my past life to meet you in this one?”

“What did you just say?”

“You hit me! I’m going to tell Grandpa!”

“Who hit you? I just tugged you! You’ve lost your mind! Come out!”

Gerry is standing by with towels. The he gave a little chuckle watching Joseph sticking his head to the crack with his butt to him.

Joseph straightened his back and turned around. Noticing Gerry was alone, he asked with a frown, “What was that noise?”

Gerry asked expressionlessly, “What noise?”

Joseph eyed Gerry suspiciously and said, “Wait by the rocks. Don’t come over unless I ask you to.”

“Yes.”

After Gerry left, Joseph sat on the ground and played with the sand, casually saying, “Fortunately, it wasn’t Gerry’s chuckle. Otherwise, you would be in huge trouble. Do you know why?”

Isabella’s cry lowered. She stared at Joseph with caution and curiosity in her eyes.

“Gerry is young, but he used to be someone in the underworld.”

He squinted at her and exaggerated, “His nickname is Iron-faced Demon, which means he is always poker-faced.”

Her sobs were even gentler. Apparently, she was paying attention to his explanation.

“He has been working for me for six or seven years. But I’ve never seen him smile.”

He recalled, “Actually, I even suspected he had some kind of muscular paralysis, because how can a person have no emotions? However....”

“What?” asked she.

“Isabella, look! Gerry has taken off his shirt! He has six pack abs!”

“What? Didn’t Gerry always wear a long-sleeved suit?”

As soon as Isabella stuck her head out, Joseph pulled her from the crack with a jerk. She fell to the ground with her face down, and he quickly pinned her under him, fiercely slapping her butt. “Where are you gonna hide now, dirty fox?”

“What are you doing?”

She struggled and shouted, “This is bullying!”

“So what?”

He pinched her chin and closed in on her. “You came out of your den when you heard Gerry took off his shirt. I knew it. You are a dirty fox.”

She gazed at him and pursed her lips, breaking into tears.

“Alright, alright, cut the theatrics.”

He pulled her up and said, “You are the biggest cry-baby I have ever seen! But I know these are crocodile tears. You are just trying to protect yourself.”

Isabella didn’t say anything. She was surprised he had seen through her.

Ever since the carnival, she had had a feeling he couldn’t bear to see her cry. And she got surer when they came to Tears of Blue Mirror.

So crying was her way of saving her own skin.

Moreover, he wouldn’t even do anything to her even if she hit him. For example, she had slapped him twice in the health club, and she had just slapped him on the beach.

The devilish Joseph did have soft spots.

“I cried because you made me.”

She argued, “These aren’t crocodile tears. They are real. I almost died just now.”

Joseph gave a sneer. “Wasn’t it because I wanted you to show your scars?”

As he spoke, he reached out and pulled her into his arms.

“You want to do that again?”

Just as Isabella was about to struggle, she felt his fingers on her back. “It isn’t that ugly.”

Isabella was surprised. She felt his hot palm trace her back to her butt. Shivering all over, she said, “You don’t need to comfort me, Mr. Joseph.”

“I’m not.”

He said softly, “I’ve seen many women in nightclubs, so I would say objectively that your back doesn’t feel good.”

“Nightclubs?”

‘Mr. Joseph, you sound weird!’

“Because a lot of women there show off their backs.”

Isabella was offended.

She had been touched assuming he cared about her. But after she knew what he meant, she brushed away his hand and roared, “Mr. Joseph, we shouldn’t hang out anymore. If you harass me again, I’ll tell Grandpa!”

Then she stood up to leave.

“I can help you remove the scars!”

He yelled, “Isabella, I can give you everything you want in this month. Tell me what you want the most.”