Burning Love Cute Husband and His Little Wife

She waited ages for her turn but there were still a dozen people ahead of her.

“Isabella, can you do me a favor?”

Isabella was bored, planning how to leave the Smith family after getting the money. Hearing someone was calling her, she raised her head. It was a round-faced girl from the same grade.

Although they weren’t very familiar with each other, they still greeted when they met.

“What?”

“Doris is not satisfied with the headgear. She is losing her temper.”

The round-faced girl said with hesitance, “Can you go to the prop room and fetch that set of lotus hairpins? I really can’t leave now. Since we are schoolmates, please do me a favor.”

Isabella blinked her eyes without moving.

.....

“Alright. I know your rules. I’ll buy you food for a week. Is it a deal? Help me!”

Isabella immediately grinned. “No problem. I’ll bring it back for you right away.”

After saying that, she ran away in a flash.

The round-faced girl looked at Isabella’s back and looked down guiltily. Doris patted her shoulder and sneered. “I didn’t expect Isabella to be so greedy. I used to think she was promising...”

The round-faced girl whispered, “I heard that her mother remarried and her stepfather treated her badly, so...”

“What’s wrong? Are you showing sympathy for her?”

Doris snorted coldly. “If you dare to speak it out, you will see the consequence!”

“No, I dare not!”

...

Thinking that she would swipe other’s food card in the next week, and she might get a generous bonus to leave Carl’s control, Isabella’s entire body and mind lit up. Then she hopped towards the prop room.

The phone suddenly rang.

It was “Great Devil King” Joseph.

Isabella’s face fell, and she slowed down her pace. Then she picked up the phone with an obedient tone. “Mr. Joseph?”

“Isabella, where did you go?”

Joseph’s roar came from the other end of the line. “Didn’t you participate in the competition? It has been two hours. What’s your number? I don’t have much patience!”

“It’s not my turn yet.”

Isabella kept her phone away from her. She said with hesitance, “We drew lots for our turns. I just got that number. What can I do?”

“Find another contestant to change your number right now. Come to the stage!” Joseph continued to roar, “It’s just a waste of my time!”

“I can’t change it...”

Isabella frowned. “Please wait for another half an hour. Mr. Joseph, please calm down. After all-” Isabella suddenly screamed.

As Isabella called, she entered the prop room. Perhaps because the light was so dim or because she was distracted by the call, she stepped on something and fell to the ground as soon as she stepped into the room.

Joseph was enraged. But hearing Isabella scream, he was stunned. “Hey! What happened? What’s wrong with you?”

Isabella screamed in pain, “Help!”

“Where are you?” Joseph immediately pressed the phone tightly to his ear. “Answer me right now!”

“Prop ... prop room!”

Isabella screamed at the phone that was thrown into the distance, “Joseph, please come and save me! I’m doomed. I seem to be crippled!”

Five minutes later, at the door of the prop room.

Joseph frowned when he saw Isabella lying motionless with her back to the door.

The dim light and Isabella’s strange posture made his heart beat speed up.

Gerry wanted to check, but Joseph stopped him. After thinking for a moment, he went forward by himself and lightly kicked Isabella’s calf with the tip of his leather shoe.

“It hurts! Don’t touch me!” Isabella suddenly cried.

Isabella’s sudden reaction shocked everyone.

Joseph let out a sigh of relief unconsciously. He crouched beside Isabella and poked her on the shoulder, “Isabella, are you pretending to be a corpse? Get up!”

“Joseph, can you be gentle with me? I’m really crippled.”

Isabella showed him traces of tears on her face. “Quickly check if there are knives under me. I don’t dare to move at all.”

Joseph frowned. Gerry immediately used his phone to illuminate. Then Joseph picked up the item falling on the ground. A wisp of anger flashed through his eyes...

Another five minutes later, in the VIP lounge.

Doctor Morris made a conclusion after a careful body-check for Isabella, “She must have sprained her foot, but her bones were not hurt.”

“But my entire body hurts, especially my buttocks. What’s the matter?”

Isabella lay on the bed like a puddle of mud. “It seemed that many knives are stabbing me on my body!”

“Perhaps when you fell to the ground...”

Doctor Morris looked at Joseph carefully and said, “If Mr. Joseph doesn’t mind, I can have a check-up.”

Ever since Joseph brought Isabella back, he kept smoking in silence. After hearing Doctor Morris’ words, he finally had a little reaction.

“Check-up? How? Let her take off her pants and show her butt to a strange man?”

Doctor Morris immediately stopped saying anything and innocently lowered his head.

“I need a check-up! I don’t mind! It’s natural that the doctor gives a patient a check-up! Please see whether I am fine! Can I dance anymore?” Isabella shouted.

Doctor Morris looked at Joseph and waited for instructions.

Joseph glanced at Isabella and gently blew a smoke ring, “Alright. You guys go out first. I’ll take a look, and then take a picture for Doctor Morris.”

“Yes.” Doctor Morris, Gerry, and the others immediately left the room.

“What?”

However, Isabella collapsed. “You? Are you kidding me? You’re not a doctor. Don’t delay my treatment. I still need to make a living by dancing. ... What are you doing?”

Before Isabella could finish her words, Joseph crushed the cigar and stepped forward to take off her clothes.

“What am I doing? Didn’t I tell you I will check your injuries just now? Are you deaf?”

Seeing Isabella struggle, Joseph did not hesitate to sit beside her and grabbed her onto his lap. He took off her dress quickly and then touched her most painful butt...

“Joseph!” Isabella screamed.

“I protest. I suspect that you are taking advantage of me! Get out! Help! You are a hooligan!” Isabella was driven mad by Joseph’s touch and her embarrassing posture.

“Can you be quiet for a moment? Were you a crow in your previous life? You are so noisy!”

Joseph slapped Isabella’s butt angrily. “You have thick fat here. It’s fine. It was just hurt by something. There are dense bruises on it.”

“Did you just hit me? I’m almost dying, but you still hit me? Are you a man?”

Isabella cried out in despair, but Joseph simply ignored her. He carefully observed and took pictures, and then lifted the shirt on her back...