Chapter 386 Childish
Isabella was brought to Zander's private villa, and they embraced.
The moment Isabella's fair, slender arms wrapped around him, his soul couldn't help but tremble.
This was the girl he had been thinking about for over twenty years.
But Isabella was pure and flawless in his heart, so even though they had been together for so long, they had never had sex.
However, when Zander removed Isabella's clothes and was about to go further, he suddenly discovered that her vagina was very smooth.
Without any resistance.
His expression changed drastically, and the intense desire in his eyes instantly vanished completely.
"This isn't your first time having sex?"
Isabella's eyes flew open, still hazy with desire.
When she met Zander's cold, dark gaze, her face instantly turned deathly pale. "Zander, let me explain..."
"What's there to explain? I thought you were different from those other women, but it turns out..." Zander abruptly rolled out of bed, losing all interest in having sex with Isabella.
Only then did Isabella realize what she had been overlooking all along.
She had always acted weak and gentle in front of Zander. In his mind, even kissing her was like defiling her.
Men are always like this—what they can't have is always the best.
During her two years in Celestria, she had already slept with countless men.
To earn more money, Hayden had almost sold her to a private club.
Fortunately, she knew how to talk and please people, which saved her from that fate.
She moved closer, hugging him tightly from behind, and couldn't help sobbing.
"Zander, do you know what these past two years have been like for me? I lived in a rundown rental every day, and it would leak when it rained."
"Zander, I never betrayed you. You know Celestria is full of all kinds of people, and I had no way to protect myself..."
"If you think I'm dirty, I'll leave right now!"
With just a few words, Isabella painted herself as a victim—losing her virginity wasn't her intention.
Zander immediately felt sorry for her, turning around to hold her tightly. "Isabella, it's my fault for not protecting you. I'm sorry..."
"Zander, just hearing you say that makes even dying worthwhile."
"Don't say such foolish things. I'll protect you from now on and won't let you suffer anymore."
Isabella was delighted, looking at him with bright eyes. "Zander, I'm so lucky to have met you."
Stared at by her adoring and loving gaze, Zander felt the desire he had just suppressed surge back.
He lowered his head, cupped Isabella's face, and kissed her.
At first, he was still mindful that Isabella had a bad heart and wasn't suitable for intense activity, but Isabella really knew how to please a man.
She went from initial shyness to eventually opening up beneath him, letting herself go.
She even cooperated with Zander by saying those blush-inducing words.
Zander had been with many women over the past two years, but none had ever given him this kind of pleasure.
After what seemed like forever, Zander looked with satisfaction at Isabella, limp on the bed beneath him.
"Isabella, I could die happy on top of you."
The next day, Isabella got what she wanted—a bank card.
Getting a bit carried away, she clung to Zander's arm and acted coquettish. "Zander, two years ago our engagement ceremony was ruined by Sophia. That's always been a thorn in my heart."
At the mention of engagement, Zander's eyes flickered. "Isabella, give me some time."
"What do you mean?"
Isabella's mind went blank for a moment as she looked at Zander in confusion.
Zander looked away, not knowing how to face Isabella.
"I'm sorry, Isabella. After you left, my mom arranged a marriage for me."
In other words, Zander already had a new fiancée.
So what did that make her?
Zander quickly said, "Isabella, I don't even like that woman, but our families are business partners. I'm afraid I have to ask you to bear with this."
Isabella couldn't believe it. "You want me to be your mistress?"
Zander felt even more guilty. "Isabella, just give me some time."
Isabella sneered inwardly—men really can't be trusted. But for the money, she held back.
A smile returned to her pale face, fragile yet beautiful. "Zander, it's okay. I truly love you. I don't care about titles."
Her birth mother had taught her that women need to know how to show weakness in front of men.
You have to let him know how much you're willing to sacrifice for him.
Only then can you awaken the pity in a man's heart.
Sure enough, after she said this, Zander felt even more sorry for her. He pulled her into his arms and gave her another card.
After Zander left, Isabella laughed mockingly.
Now that she had the money, she needed to buy medicine. Yesterday Celestia had taken her medicine away.
If Bodhi asked about it, she wouldn't know how to explain.
Her fingers gripped the bank card tightly, hatred flashing in her eyes.
She had been reduced to making a living by pleasing men.
And this was all thanks to Sophia.
Sophia, just you wait. I will never let you off!
...
Meanwhile, Sophia, who had just left the restaurant, was hit by a cool breeze and suddenly sneezed.
Finnley immediately took off his suit jacket and draped it over Sophia's shoulders.
"Caught a cold?"
"No, my nose just itched a bit." Sophia rubbed her nose and shook her head.
Finnley put his hand on her shoulder, pulling her into his arms. "Get in the car."
"Matthew, we're heading back!"
Sophia turned around and waved at Matthew.
Matthew smiled and nodded, quietly reminding her, "Drive safe, and message me when you get home."
"With me here, how could it not be safe?" Finnley shot Matthew a cold glance, his eyes full of disdain.
Matthew retorted, "I'd trust the old you, but now... not so sure."
Finnley: "..."
He opened the car door and got into the driver's seat, leaving Matthew with only a carefree view of his back.
Watching the car speed away, Matthew shook his head helplessly.
"Childish."
Only after Finnley and Sophia's car had driven far away did Matthew turn to leave.
Just then, his peripheral vision caught a flash of bright red.
A familiar figure disappeared in an instant. Matthew's expression changed, and he ran after it.
But after chasing for a while, he couldn't find the person he was looking for.
He smiled bitterly, his expression dejected as he left.
Maybe he had seen wrong... How could it be that woman?
Even if it was her, they were just strangers now.
From the moment she decided to leave, their relationship had completely ended.
So many years had passed—he shouldn't keep holding onto false hope.