CHAPTER 34
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âLook whoâs talking Everything about you gu
i guys spells childishââ Isabella shouted at the trioâs harks.
The devilish man did not look back, but the two beauties turned to Tabella with a smile. Isabella stuck out her tongue and made a face. The beauties were amused, yet they kept up with that man closely
Isabella waited for asther ten minutes before Clayton c
came over.
In the afterglow of sunset, the buildings were glazed with a faint golden color. Chyton walked against the light, seemingly glowing with a subcle
hale..
Isabella wore a grin as she watched him approach, thinking. This is so picturesque!
âAre you that glad to see me, Mrs. Murray?â Clayton stroked her head dosingly.
Isabella pushed his hand away, stood over in his spot, and pointed at herself, âCheck this out. Donât I look good in the sunshine?â
Clayton narrowed his eyes and nodded. âYouâre beautifulâ
Isabella jumped on the spot and turned her back. âShall we get going?â
Clayton strode over and caught up with her, placing her hand over his arm.
âYou must feel happy todayâ Clayton felt that Isabella seemned different that day, appearing to be over the moon.
Isabella held his arm and walked on the brickâpatterned path, swaying all the way. âMm. Owen came so audition for the female lead role today. Should she succeed, shell likely rise to fame. Iâm so happy for herâ
Clayton opened the car door, let Isabella in, and helped her fasten her seat belt.
âYouâre that close with Ms. Carry!â Clayton revved up the engine.
Isabella bobbed her head. âWeâve been friends since middle school. I was sick, and when I first came to this city, I was scared to mix with others. No one would be friends with me except Gaven. Weâve been close ever since. Then, I took computer courses while she enrolled in a film academy and often went outstation for shooting. That was when we were apart most of the time.
Clayton put one hand on the steering wheel while caressing Isabellaâs head with the other. âYou were sick?â
Isabella nodded. looking gloomy. âYeah I was ill for more than a year.
Chyton exerted more strength unwittingly. âWhat kind of illness? How did you end up with a?â
Isabella shook her head, and Clayton took his hand off
âMy mom passed, and I was heartbroken, but my dad reâmarried. I vied with Yvonne for a toy back then and fell down the stairs and hit my head. I broke my legs, too, and spent more than a year recuperating Isabella lowered her voice.
Clayton felt heartbroken and grabbed Isabellaâs hand
He feared that ber fall might not have been an accident.
It was that year that he lost contact with her. It turned out that she had been ill, yet be suspected that somebody had a hand in it.
He could only imagine what Isabella had gone through those lonely days.
His phone suddenly chimed.
Clayton answered it. âHelloâ
for a booze, Clayton. A crisp voice resonated in the car
âNot happening!â Clayton refused without hesitation.
âYou have to come!â was the response.
âNo time
âNo time. He your own guest, uttered Clayton
âYouâve gone too far. I barely escaped death but still dealt with the company matters at once. You should at least reward me, came a reply.
âItâs only your duty, so there wonât be any reward. Donât tell me you reward the group of four who stood by you daily. Still, if Gahnels willing to reward you, Iâll follow audi,â said Clayton.
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Tm unfriending your exclaimed the caller,
Fine by mer Clayton remarked.
With that, the call ended.
Isabellaâs mouth was agape.
To think that the phone was hing up like that, she asked in surprise, âA friend of yours?â
âYeah,â Clayton responded faintly.
Isabella gulped down her saliva subconsciously.
âThis voice really matches somebodyâs look,â she murmured.
âOh Whod that
Clayton asked curiously.
âI sase somebody at the movie studio today. This voice matched that personâs appearanceâ Isabella tilted her head and eyed Clayton
âReally! How did he look like?â Clayton raised his eyebrows,
âHe looks⦠Hmm⦠very handsome! Heâs dressed in white, just like this voice. Heâs obviously a man but more of a flower boy Isabella could find no words to describe the manâs appearance.
âWhen he saw me playing hopscotch, he called me childish,â added Isabella, wrinkling her nose.
Clayton sideâeyed her. Then what happened? He would never believe she would take that lying down. She was feisty when it came to strangers.
âI said everything about him spells childish. I wanted to call him devilish, but the ladies beside him were all miles. I had no choice because I couldnât do it in front of the ladies, so I let it go.â Tabella relished the moment as the recounted the event,
Also, she told Clayton about her regrets with Gwendolyn.
Clayton tried hard to control his expression while guffawing secretly.
When he heard Isabellaâs description, he knew that she was talking about Victor
âDonât you and Ms. Carey like that handsome guy? It was rare for Clayton to get curkus. After all, there had been no women who were bot infatuated with Victor since childhood
Isabella stuck out her tongue. âHeâs way over the top and narcissistic. Iâll never like him. I bet Gwen doesnât either. She dislikes people whoâre prettier than herself. let alone a mantâ
Clayton suppressed his laughter forcefully. I shouldâve recorded this and played it for Victor, he mused.
In his mind, Victor could finally breathe a sigh of relief, for not eve
woman was obsessed with him.
âGwen also pitied his girlfriend, saying how painful itâd be to see a face prettier than her every dayâ Isabellaâs words made Clayton smile.
âYou and Ms. Carey do have a tacit understanding Clayton felt that his assessment was pertinent.
Iubella nodded in agreement
Clayton brought tabella to indulge in cajun shrimp rice, which was exactly what she wanted. The latter enjoyed the feast.
Clayton found the chattering Isabella fascinating. She had plenty of facades, but in just a few days, she had become more and more natural with him. He wondered if that meant she had gradually let down her guard.
in her mouth. âItâs Gwenââ
It was then that Isabellaâs phone rang. She took out the phone with the fork still in h
She answered the call, âDone already, Gwen?â
Pausing briefly, she continued, âAh! Congrats! Youâve got what you wanted. I knew you could do it!â
The fork fell on the table, and Isabella stared at Clayton v
Clayton stared back, all confused.
Tubella put down the phone slowly.
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âClayton, did you guess who the devilâlooking man I was talking about iv?â babella asked, grabbing the edge of the table
Clayton gracefully wiped his mouth with a napkin. âVictorâ
Isabellaâs face turned pale with embarrassment, Clayton had left her speechless.
âWhatâs wrong?â Clayton probed, arching a brow
Isabellaâs face fell. âTwen told me that Victor is the investor in her new drama, and Rayson International is the producer
Clayton commented expressionlessly, âWell, Victor and 1 invested in Rayson International Multimedia. Heâs responsible for the business, but I didnât know heâd be at the movie studio today. I think youâre right about him, though. Heâs indeed devilish and childishâ
Clayton covered his mouth with his fist to conceal the unkind smile playing about his lips.
Isabella stared at his face seriously
âWhy?â came Claytonâs question about her staring.
âClayton, the word on the street is that both you and Victor have much disinterest in women. I was told that you guys are loversâ lubella stared at Clayton solemnly
They exclunged gazes and Clayton stopped smiling, looking into Isabellaâs eyes seriously. âDid Ms. Carey say that as well?â
Isabella nodded slightly.
Clayton reached for labellaâs lips and wiped some stains of the corner of her mouth. He let his fingers linger around her tender skin, reluctant to withdraw them. âCanât you already tell whether Iâm gayâ
There was no hiding the desire in Claytonâs eyes.
Isabella blushed and smacked his hand away: âHow would I know? Maybe youâre some sort of pervert whoâs into both men and women?â
Claytonâs mouth twitched, and he pinched Isabellaâs face hard. It seems that Ms. Carey has taught you a lot
Then, he stood up and said. âLetâs go
Tabella froze. âWhere to?â
Clayton leaned over and blew softly in her ear. âHome! Let me show you how well I like women and check if Iâm a pervent
Before Isabella could react, he pulled her up and embraced her.
Isabella learned a profound lessonânever to flap her gums
Clayton put in the actions to prove to Isabella that the disinterest he had for women was unfounded, which made Labella want to bite off her tongue, so to speak.
She begged Clayton for mercy.
y 1 was wrong. Forgive me. I now know youâre extremely into women
Clayton nibbled her earlobe. What do you mean by extremely into?â
Tubella trembled all over and shoved Clayton away. âI mean youâre fine as youâre nowâ
âOh, really? How so, Mrs. Murray?â Clayton hugged her, never letting her go as he teased her with a cackle,
He was already familiar with her body. He knew her sensitive parts and how to flirt with her and drive her crazy.
He was making a pass at her all over her body. Isabella felt uncomfortable. The burning passion inside her found no way out. Frowning, she wriggled for a bit before a light moan escaped her. At once, she felt ashamed and hit her lips.
Clayton chuckled at that, smothering her with kisses
Tabella was so tired that she sighed deep down. How many times have things turned to this? Claytonâs a pervert through and throught she yelled in
her heart.
However, never again would she dare to unter a word. She pleaded softly and agreed to all Claytonâs requests so that he would let her go
Just like every time, aber be had gotten his bill, Isabella felt like she was nearly a goner,
Clayton then bathed her and helped her put on pajamas.
She curled up in his arma and called out softly. âTry, Claytonâ
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âYeah, was Claytonâs answer.
âYou canât do this all the time. Control yourselfâ Babella sounded tired and sleepy. Her eyelashes fluttered as they brushed against Claytonâs hare chest.
Clayton pulled her away slightly, chuckling at her delicate face. âTut I canât help it. My lady is too hotâ
âYou still need to control yourself. Iâm exhaustedâ Isabella failed to notice the cuteness and complaints in her voice.
Clayton pecked her on the forehead. âOkay, Iâll try. You wonât think Iâm gay anymore, right. Mrs. Murray!â
No answer came from abella. Her breath slowed down as she dozed oll
Clayton smiled and adjusted her sleeping position to make her more comfortable.
Of course, he knew the rumors about him and Victor, Yet, neither of them would waste their breath explaining themselves, given that such rumors could even help them ward off some problems to a great extent. There was to reason to fix it.
Sull, since Isabella was wish him, he would not want her to be paranoid.
He felt content, looking at the lady in his arms. No matter the past or the future, he could not have asked for more to have her in the present.
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