novelraw Chapter 453: Are You Comfortable?
Chapter 453: Are You Comfortable?
When Isabella Weaver woke up again and discovered it was already past three in the afternoon, she was extremely annoyed: "It’s all your fault! I can’t finish my work today!"Harry Hunter, having eaten and rested well, was in good spirits and coaxed her with a smile: "Got a bit out of hand, I’ll be more careful next time. I can be your strongman and go to the company to help you work."
"I wouldn’t dare use you, President Hunter. You should go manage your Star Region!"
"The Star Region is thriving; managing it is boring. It’s more interesting to be your strongman." As long as he could see her, hold her, it was all meaningful.
Isabella ignored his flippant talk, got dressed, and got out of bed.
As soon as her foot touched the floor, she let out an "Ouch."
Harry quickly got up and carried her back: "What’s wrong? Does it hurt?"
Isabella was both angry and embarrassed: "It’s all your fault!"
"My fault, my fault."
Harry knew himself well, he had been a bit too intense in wanting her. Once this kind of thing starts, it’s hard to stop. He stopped because he felt sorry for her; otherwise, she probably wouldn’t be able to get up.
"We still have the medicine from last time, I’ll apply some for you."
Isabella was greatly embarrassed: "No, no... there’s no need."
Harry took the medicine and held her down without letting her object: "Be good."
"I’ll do it myself!"
"I’ll do it."
Harry gave her a kiss, and indeed, very seriously applied the ointment for her.
When he looked up again, he saw Isabella’s face was already deeply flushed, covering her eyes in embarrassment, not daring to look at him.
Harry laughed in a low voice: "Baby, does it feel good?"
Isabella instantly became even more flustered!
She pulled the blanket over herself, hiding her head under it, buzzing: "Go away! You’re too bad! You must be doing this on purpose!"
She was focused on pulling the blanket too far up, leaving her feet exposed.
Harry held her foot and found that even her toes were pink with shame, each toe round and cute, like glossy pearls.
He lowered his head and gave them a kiss, then Isabella, as if stimulated, suddenly pulled her foot back under the blanket as well.
Such a sensitive girl, too easy to shy!
"Don’t go to the company this afternoon; just stay home and relax, or shall I take you to the park?"
"No, I want to go to the company."
"We can talk about the company tomorrow."
Isabella opened the blanket, biting her lip as she looked at Harry: "You should encourage me to work hard!"
"You probably don’t know exactly how much money your husband has."
Harry looked indifferent: "I could easily support a hundred of you."
"So you plan to have a hundred wives?"
"Zero points for comprehension!"
Harry tapped her head with his finger: "But we could have ten or eight kids!"
"No way, that’s too many! How could we possibly manage so many kids!"
"You won’t have to; just leave them to the old man, he’d be thrilled!"
"Do you want to tire grandpa to death?"
"Do you really think ten kids would tire him out? You’re underestimating him!"
Harry thought about the old man’s eager anticipation of having great-grandchildren and encouraged his young wife: "You just focus on having them; someone will raise them for us! And they’ll raise them really well!" Check latest chapters at ????????????????????⚫????????????????⚫????????????
Isabella couldn’t help but nod, that’s true; the old man had raised Harry exceptionally well, he must have some great parenting skills.
"Let’s go see grandpa! Is grandma still not home? Isn’t he lonely on his own?"
"How could he be lonely? No need to see him, you rest well!"
Isabella didn’t listen, got up, and got herself ready, rummaging around the house.