158 Mr. Dreamingâs Confession of Love
âLukas?â Isabella was stunned.
âIsabella, you are gorgeous.â Lukas gently gazed at her.
Isabella smiled, âThank you. Youâre so sweet. I will forgive you for mistaking the steps just now.â
âItâs a pity that the hairstyle doesnât suit you.â
âWhat hairstyle?â
âLike this...â
Lukas passed his hands over Isabellaâs shoulders and untied her ponytail.
Her long hair flew up in the wind.
Isabella was shocked by Lukasâs sudden approach and stood erect immediately.
.....
It seemed that he was hugging her, making her nervous for a moment.
âItâs better to unloose your hair with such a beautiful dress.â
Lukas gently caressed her long hair.
Isabellaâs heartbeat was fast.
Just a little bit more and she would be able to fall into Lukasâs warm arms.
But she couldnât. Itâs over.
He was her brother-in-law, the one she would never covet.
He was an unfinished dream.
His hand went up along her hair and stopped on the back of Isabellaâs neck.
At that moment, something melted in his eyes. Then, he suddenly lowered his head and looked at Isabella, murmuring, âIsabella, my dear Isabella...â
She was completely frozen.
A warm and sweet kiss was planted on her lips.
Isabella looked at his long and soft lashes, eyes wide open.
He kissed her...
She had loved him at a distance for years...
What about Rosy?
What about mom?
What about the Smiths?
And what should they do...
Fear, happiness, confusion, sadness, all of this rushed to her head, wringing out her tears.
âDonât cry, Isabella.â
Lukas kissed away her tears and looked at her sorrowfully, âI love you. I wonât let you down.â
He said he loved her...
Isabella was deeply touched. She began to tremble all over and reached out to hug him gently.
Forget it.
Rosy?
Oath?
Who cares! Lukas is her happiness.
There was no need to deal with those people. She would marry him, move into his mansion, stay with him, and bring her mother over to live in comfort.
She wouldnât be beaten, threatened, or bullied anymore.
âLukas! I love you too!â
Suddenly, Lukas picked her up and took a few steps forward, pressing her against the wall.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âLukas?â
Isabella groaned in pain. Lukas showed a streak of madness that differed from his usual tenderness. A little scared, she pushed him, âLukas, you hurt me!â
âIâm sorry, Isabella, but I... I want you right now...â
He said hoarsely, and then leaned over and kissed her hard, caressing her waist...
Isabellaâs eyes popped at him.
âCalling from the devil! Calling from the devil!â
The alarm suddenly rang, and both of them were stunned.
Itâs the special ringtone set up for Joseph only and was extremely piercing.
Joseph had said that if she didnât answer the phone more than three times, she would be punished.
Thus she used this ringtone to remind herself.
But now, it became the most disruptive weapon that ended the romantic mood!
Seeing Lukas in a daze, Isabella pushed him awkwardly and said carefully, âIâm sorry, Lukas. Itâs a very important call...â
Lukas came back and smiled gently, âItâs okay. Just answer the phone first.â
Then he let her go.
Isabella smoothed her skirt with blush and ran to pick up the phone.
âIsabella, where the hell did you go?â Itâs the typical Joseph-style roar.
Isabella held the phone slightly away, âIâm at school. Whatâs wrong?â
âArenât you at the flea market?â The roar continued, âWhich stall!â
Isabella was stunned and asked in surprise.
âReally? Do you come to our school?â
âWhy not?â
Joseph snorted, âYou sound frightened. Are you making out with someone?â
Isabella looked at Lukas, who was leaning against the wall.
She coughed awkwardly, âNo, I was busy just now. Why are you here?â
Joseph was speechless.
He didnât want to say that he came for Isabella, so he replied sourly, âI was invited to present the flea market. I got bored and wanted you to come over.â
Damn it.
She wasnât his maid!
âBut I have to...â
âCome over within ten minutes, or you know whatâs gonna happen.â
Then he hung up.
Isabella looked at Lukas helplessly.
He leaned against the wall, his eyes looking down, appearing somewhat absent-minded.
âSorry, Lukas...â
Isabella knew she was in the wrong and tried to make up a decent reason, âThe school...â
âItâs OK.â
Lukas gave her a faint smile, âFeel free to go. I just remembered that Iâve got something to do, so Iâll go first.â
He paused and looked down, âSorry for hurting you just now.â
âNever mind.â
Isabella stared at his pale face and felt sorry.
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Lukas nodded and left without saying goodbye to her.
Isabella frowned. Somehow, she felt that Lukas seemed a little strange.
âMaybe itâs the interruption. I heard that itâs bad for men to be interrupted when theyâre on the sexual vibe...oh...â
Isabella was amused by herself and chuckled, âI didnât expect Lukas to be so enthusiastic. He kissed me right after confessing his love...nonetheless, Iâll be happy!â
...
Joseph was sitting impatiently at the door of a café.
Itâs the quietest place in the lively flea market. The clerk of the café was frightened by Joseph and the guards standing behind him. He was speechless for he couldnât make a profit tonight.
They were like a group of hooligans!
âMr. Joseph!â
Isabella ran over excitedly. Joseph turned to look at her, only to be stunned.