Chapter 3 Are you Impotent?

Sebastian evaded her kiss and held onto her shoulders, pushing her away.

Isabella blinked innocently, her voice as sweet as silk, and coyly asked, "What's wrong, darling~?"

This man clearly had no feelings for her, not even a desire to kiss her, yet he still wanted to display an air of nobility, playing with her as if she were in the palm of his hand.

Well...she would make him sick! Isabella lowered her head and looked at him, but there was no sign of a bulge.

She pretended to be surprised and covered her mouth, saying, "Are you impotent?"

With that, Isabella was taken by Sebastian and thrown into the bathtub.

Sebastian aimed the shower head at her and turned the water pressure to the maximum, saying, "Clean yourself up."

"I don't believe that I possess such charm that the president of the Lawrence Group, who New York's wealthy daughters flock to, would fall in love with me at first sight and secretly develop feelings for me, and then come to my rescue in times of danger," she said,

"So, Sebastian, let's be honest."

"Isabella, you truly are a woman of great intelligence, but sometimes lack understanding," Sebastian said.

"But when you were kneeling at the Cooper family's doorstep, why didn't you use your brain to think that why they wouldn't help you?"

Her response was nonchalant, "I simply underestimated the heartlessness of men. And you, someday, will be even more heartless than them!"

He had his own objective!

Although, that scene of him bending down and extending his hand towards her on that rainy night had stayed in Isabella's memory for a long time.

But his approach had long been planned, only awaiting execution.

"Do you know the phrase 'mutually beneficial'?" Sebastian threw down the shower head, "I will show you later whether I'm potent or not."

Isabella changed into her bathrobe and stood in front of the mirror observing herself.

Returning to the master bedroom, Sebastian had already taken off his suit jacket, the tie was loosened, and the buttons on his shirt collar were undone, revealing his strong chest.

He propped his head up with his hand, lightly tapping his index finger against his chin, both languid and enchanting.

Isabella sat directly beside him, "You want a Mrs. Lawrence, and I need the Wallace family to rise again. Cooperation, right?"

"Saving the Wallace family is not a difficult task for me," Sebastian replied, "If you can satisfy me, you won't be without benefits."

She immediately lifted her hand and pulled at the neckline of her bathrobe, revealing her enticing feminine figure in front of him, "Is this satisfactory?"

"It will do, begrudgingly."

Isabella became upset, her ample D-cup breasts were merely satisfactory in his eyes?

"Hehe, I wonder, can you satisfy me?" she said, "It's been so long without any reaction, is that normal for a man?"

Her chin stung as Sebastian firmly gripped it, "Put away your pretentious promiscuity, Isabella. Is this the temperament befitting a gem nurtured by the prestigious Wallace family for a hundred years?"

Isabella countered, "Don't all men desire this kind of thing?"

He squinted his eyes slightly and responded, "Do you really believe that I wouldn't want you? Hm?"

After this woman saw through his disgust, she started to provoke him repeatedly!

"But how could I dare?" Isabella chuckled, "I am yours in life and yours in death. If you tell me to go east, I would never dare to go west."

"Are you purposely acting this way to make me even less interested in you?"

Sebastian easily saw through her little tricks. "What I want is Miss Wallace, a noble and dignified lady from the Wallace family, not a prostitute, do you understand?"

He pushed her away, stood up, and with no trace of tenderness or pity in his back, he said, "Tomorrow, we will meet at the marriage agency."

The next morning, bright and early. Everything was done before she knew it.

The process of getting married was very simple, so simple that Isabella didn't feel any sense of ceremony. Two bright red and warm marriage certificates fell into her hands.

Sebastian threw the marriage certificates directly to his assistant behind him and casually slipped his hands into his pockets.

"Whether in public or in private, you are now Mrs. Lawrence. Be mindful of your words and actions."

"What kind of person is Mrs. Lawrence supposed to be?" she asked, looking at his sharp profile. "Do you have any references?"

Sebastian replied in a low voice, "Don't be...promiscuous like last night."

Standing at the entrance of the marriage agency, he took out a black card and handed it to her. "The password is today's date."

"Our wedding anniversary?"

"You can think of it that way."

In fact, Sebastian had only chosen the date for the sake of convenience, without thinking too much about any anniversary.

Isabella, however, declined, "I have enough money for medical expenses. I don't need it for now."

Sebastian raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised by her statement. A woman who would kneel in front of her future in-laws' door for the sake of six hundred thousand yuan, but now she showed no interest in an unlimited black card?

Sebastian raised his hand, interrupting her, and fixed his gaze on Isabella's face. "What do you want?"

"Let me think about it, and I'll let you know later." As she spoke, she handed the marriage certificate to Sebastian’s assistant, Mr. Kaine.

"You take it, so I don't lose it. When it's time for divorce or anything, I'll come to you."

Isabella clapped her hands smartly, flashing a charming smile. "I won't waste any more of your time. Goodbye."

But just as Isabella turned around, her collar was grabbed from behind, pulling her back in front of Sebastian.

His mouth twitched. "What did you just say?"

"I said a lot. Which sentence are you referring to?"

Visibly, Sebastian's face grew even darker.

Kaine, the president's assistant, quickly shook the marriage certificate, giving her a hint.

"Oh..." Isabella understood. "The word 'divorce' upset you, didn't it?"

"The power to decide has never been in your hands," Sebastian's voice was deep, carrying a hint of warning. "When I hold you in my hands, you are precious. Without me, you are nothing."

Under Kaine's incredulous gaze, Isabella pinched Sebastian's cheek. "But what if, by chance, you fall in love with me?"

Taking advantage of Sebastian's fury, she swiftly ran away.

"Isabella..."

He had a nice touch, the skin of a big man...how is it so smooth? Isabella wondered to herself.

…

At the Hospital.

Isabella entered the ward and when Judy saw her, she actually smiled kindly. "Isabella, you're here."

Isabella ignored her and squatted beside the bed. "Grandma, are you feeling better? The doctor...