Cecilia ran over excitedly the moment she saw Isabella alight from the car.Following closely behind was Lorenzo. Cecilia couldn't hide her excitement the moment her gaze fell on him; she sized him up with undisguised lust in her eyes.Isabella, watching her friend smile foolishly while eyeing her mother's boyfriend, felt irritated."Lorenzo, thank you for the ride," Isabella said hurriedly, hoping to make him get into the car and leave.But how could Cecilia let an opportunity to meet a handsome middle-aged man like Lorenzo slip away just like that? She retorted unhappily, "Isabella, are you going to introduce me to your father or not?"Although Isabella was clearly unwilling, she still bit the bullet and gloomily said, "Cecilia, meet Lorenzo, my dad."Cecilia's smile brightened. She stretched forth her arm and said, "I have heard so much about you. Nice to meet you. I am Isabella's friend."Lorenzo glanced at Isabella, wondering if she had told Cecilia what they had been doing all n
Thinking of how she reacted when Cecilia shook hands with Lorenzo, she became more flustered at the thought of such a possibility."No, of course not," she denied in a flustered manner.Cecilia didn't believe her; she even raised an eyebrow, appearing more suspicious."You believe what you just said just now?"Then Isabella's heart sank. She was now afraid after realizing that Cecilia actually had a point. If she wasn't in love with Lorenzo, she wouldn't have overreacted and even fallen out with her only friend in school, Cecilia."I don't know, Cecilia. I am scared," Isabella unintentionally admitted, looking frightened with a pale face.Cecilia chuckled and then shrugged, appearing nonchalant. "It is normal for our naive hearts to fall in love with two or three people while growing up. You'll get over it with time. Don't be scared; let's go to the canteen together."Cecilia grabbed her arm and pulled her towards the canteen. Lewis watched them walk away, while his friend Scot stood
The two of them who were entangled together began to panic, but Lorenzo was calmer.He put down Isabella and placed a finger on his lips, signaling her to be quiet."Isabel, honey, what are you doing? Haven't you taken your bath yet?" Laura's voice came from behind the door.Lorenzo gestured for her to open the door while he walked to the bathroom.Clearing her throat, which had almost dried, she replied nervously, "No, yes, no, I mean I haven't taken my bath."Laura, who was on the other side of the door, became suspicious. This time she insisted, "Open the door."Isabella's heart raced. Step by step, she approached the door as if she were about to be punished for a crime she had committed.Her hand shook as she placed it on the door handle. When the door creaked open, it revealed Laura, who stood there staring at her suspiciously."Are you alright, honey?" Laura asked.Isabella shook her head, her face a little flushed. Laura narrowed her eyes suspiciously, then her gaze fell on Isa
A smile appeared on Lorenzo's face."Alright, I will stay with you," he assured her before walking over and lying beside Isabella.Feeling his presence, she quickly fell asleep. While she was sleeping soundly, she heard her mother's voice in her subconscious.Her eyes suddenly snapped open in panic, and she shot up, sitting up while looking alarmed."Are you alright, Isabel?" Laura asked, watching Isabella react as if she had seen a ghost.When Isabella didn't find Lorenzo on her bed, she exhaled in relief. She flashed her mother a cheeky smile and then said innocently, "I just had a dream. I am fine."Laura didn't suspect her, so she didn't ask further questions. Rather, she simply said, "Breakfast is ready. Since today is the weekend, you can eat it later if you don't feel like eating now.""Thank you," Isabella said sincerely. The thought that Lorenzo had spent the night with her made her even more excited.Laura nodded and then turned around to leave. That was when Isabella realiz
The vase fell off and smashed into smithereens on the floor, the broken pieces clattering noisily, which attracted the attention of both Lorenzo and Laura.Isabella's face was pale with anxiety and fright."Are you alright, Isabel?" Laura quickly ran over in a panic, her heart racing with worry.Isabella stiffened, her face losing color.Laura looked around and saw the broken vase pieces on the floor, and then she saw that Isabella was fine. She exhaled in relief.But she suddenly sternly lectured, "Why did you break the flower vase? You are not a child anymore; you are eighteen. Why are you so reckless?"Isabella's heart tightened. The emotions she had been bottling up all day came crashing down on her, and her eyes became clouded with tears."I hate you! I hate you!" she screamed at the top of her voice at her mother and then ran off.Laura was shocked by her outburst; she stood frozen, her face creased with disbelief.Lorenzo, who had been silent all along, finally spoke up. "It's
Laura was reluctant but the moment she felt his tongue on her neck, and then his hand slipping into her private part, she clung to him weakly."Don't be afraid, you will enjoy it" Lorenzo whispered and then kissed her ear, before twirling his tongue on it.His fingers slipped into her pussy as he added, "You are so wet."Laura's breath quickened as she felt his fingers going in and out of her pussy.Retracting his fingers coated with her juice from her pussy.Lorenzo took a look at it and then sucked his fingers covered with her juice, licking it cleanly before smiling at her, "You taste so great."Laura could no longer stop herself from wanting him deep inside her. Her knees buckled as she leaned weakly into Lorenzo, requesting softly, "I want you inside me."Lorenzo looked down at her flushed, inviting face and said, "Your wish is my command."He swept her off her feet and carried her into their bedroom.Once inside, they immediately locked into an intense kiss, fiercely removing
When Isabella thought about Lorenzo, her fingers moved faster in and out of her wet pussy, and she groped her breasts. “Aahh!” her moan grew louder as she twirled her nipples, waves of pleasure shaking her legs and making her breath heavier. Her eyes shone in the dark, but her knitted eyebrows revealed her displeasure as she lay back on the bed, unhappy.When she woke up the next morning, she was grumpy, while Laura was whistling and singing in the kitchen. From the tone of her voice, she had had an excellent night.The thought that her mother was happy because she had Lorenzo all to herself all night made Isabella feel jealous, and she became even more unhappy.While Isabella was staring blankly, she didn't realize Laura had come out of the kitchen and had already seen her. "Isabel, dear, you must be hungry. Go wash up; breakfast will be ready any time soon."Laura returned to the kitchen without waiting for Isabella's response."I am done washing," Isabella replied unhappily, but
A smile appeared on Laura's face; she looked so relieved that Isabella and Lorenzo were now forming a relationship. It would be better if they even acknowledged each other as father and daughter."Thank you so much, babe. I don't know what I would have done without you. You are so helpful, and you’re the best," Laura praised Lorenzo wholeheartedly. She even drew close and planted a kiss on his cheek.Isabella frowned unhappily and said gloomily, "I am famished. Let's eat."That was when Laura came to her senses. "That is right! Come, let's eat quickly. I am also famished."They all sat around the dining table and had breakfast together.Isabella's phone rang incessantly while they were eating, making Lorenzo unhappy. "Turn off your phone," he instructed gloomily.Isabella didn't hesitate and turned off her phone. Laura didn't make a comment.After they were done eating, Isabella took the used plates to wash them while Lorenzo took a walk with her mother around the neighborhood. They c
When Lorenzo heard Chris's response, his white beard bristled with anger. He didn’t need a second to realize that Chris had tricked him yet again. The memory of the money he had burned just to ferry someone else's child to London ignited his fury. He slammed his fist on the table and roared, "Motherfucker, what’s your end game?"Chris remained calm, his demeanor unruffled. "I’m just protecting my grandchild, Lorenzo. You can’t expect me to sit back and let you take her away. I’m a grandfather now. Let me go see my baby girl in the hospital, and we can catch up later."A beeping sound came from the phone’s speaker. Lorenzo stared, dazed, confusion etched on his face. He knew Chris well—his talent lay in screwing people over, but lying wasn’t his style. The realization washed over Lorenzo like a cold wave. "She wasn’t pregnant with my child?" he muttered to himself, disbelief creeping in. After all his plotting, he had failed.In a fit of frustration, he grabbed a chair and smashed it a
Tony watched his boss with trepidation, unsure if it was the crushing defeat that had driven him to madness or the realization that he had nothing left to live for.Months slipped by in silence.Then, a piercing cry shattered the stillness from Isabella and Lewis's bedroom. Lewis, filled with anxiety, gently grasped Isabella's hand. "Babe, don’t be scared. I’ll take you to the hospital."Isabella, wracked with pain, tilted her head and bit down on Lewis's shoulder, her frustration spilling over. "It hurts so much!"Lewis gritted his teeth but remained steadfast, calling for help. The housekeeper and a few other staff members rushed in to help Isabella down the stairs.The commotion drew Ben's attention from his deep sleep. Rubbing his eyes, he emerged from his room, bewildered as he saw a crowd around his mother. By the time he fully registered the scene, Isabella had already been carried outside. He sprinted after them, only to find his father circling the car. "Dad, what’s wrong wi
At that moment, Lewis's dad regretted giving him the freedom to choose his own partner."Dad, I promise I won’t let him win," Lewis said, his voice steady and resolute.His father merely nodded, disappointment etched across his face as he waved him off. He felt let down by his only son."I'm sorry, Dad," Lewis said, his tone apologetic. He turned and walked out, getting into his car and heading home.When he arrived, Ben had already finished dinner and gone to bed, leaving only Isabella in the living room, waiting for him."Babe, welcome back," Isabella said, rising to greet him with a kiss on the cheek.Lewis managed a nod, forcing a smile. "Did you eat?" he asked.Isabella shook her head. "Not yet. I was waiting for you.""Alright, let’s have dinner," Lewis replied, heading to the dining table. They ate in silence, the weight of the day lingering in the air.Afterward, they went upstairs to their bedroom. Isabella didn’t pry into where he had been; she could see the exhaustion in hi
Isabella's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as Lewis's expression darkened. He didn't need to dig deeper; it was clear that Lorenzo had orchestrated this group of reporters.“Mrs. Isabella, how do you feel about cheating on your husband and dragging him into this shameful legal battle?”Another question quickly followed, and Isabella clung to Lewis, lowering her head to avoid the cameras flashing around them.The reporters, undeterred, turned their focus to Lewis, who stood protectively beside her. “Mr. Lewis, it’s impressive that you’re willing to stand by your wife. Not everyone would want to be in your position—having to defend her infidelity in court. Are you against divorce, or do you consider yourself a symbol of a ‘simp’?”The insults stung, igniting fury within Lewis, but he fought to keep his composure. Facing the camera, he replied with a sneer, “Stop judging me or my family. Those commenting on our situation need to understand that Isabella and I love each other, and nothi
After Lewis heard Lorenzo’s taunt, his expression darkened. He glared at Lorenzo, his fists clenching tightly until they crackled with tension. If they weren’t in court, he might have lost control.Lorenzo, noticing Lewis’s reaction, sneered in disdain. “Stop trying to scare me. You don’t look intimidating at all. Just give it a rest.”Lewis felt a twitch at the corners of his lips but took a deep breath, snorting coldly in response. “You can say whatever you want outside this courtroom, but know this: I will never let you get close to Isabella or Ben. They will never be yours.”With that, Lewis turned away and strode out, ignoring Lorenzo’s mocking voice behind him. “Stop thinking too highly of yourself; you can’t stop me!”Lewis walked into the courtroom with his entourage, leaving Lorenzo fuming as he followed suit. Lewis shot Lorenzo a cold glance before averting his eyes. They waited in tense silence until the judge finally entered.“All rise!” the clerk announced as the judge too
When Ben heard the question, confusion washed over him. Ever since his parents had picked him up from school, he’d felt an unsettling tension in the air. His face creased with worry as he looked at them, his anxiety palpable. "No, I want to stay with only you and Daddy," he replied, his voice trembling.Isabella, still unsure, pressed on. "Do you like any uncles? The one who usually visits you at school? Do you like him more than Daddy?"Although Ben appreciated the ice cream the uncle often brought, he didn’t like him in person. He pursed his lips, shook his head, and insisted, "I like only you and Daddy, and no one else."Isabella felt a wave of relief wash over her. She had been worried for days, unable to sleep peacefully. Lewis, sensing her tension, remained silent, knowing why she was asking these questions.He gently patted Ben's head and promised, "We will never let anyone take you from us. Don’t be scared."But as soon as Ben heard this, memories of his past kidnapping floode
Lewis exclaimed in frustration, "We still don’t know his true intentions. If he’s after custody of Ben, I think he’ll fail. But if he just wants access, the court will likely grant it."Isabella's expression shifted as she considered the implications. If Lorenzo had regular contact with Ben, he could manipulate him. The thought of the court granting him access filled her with dread, especially given the possibility that he might try to kidnap Ben again."Is there nothing we can do?" Isabella asked anxiously, worry etched on her face.Lewis’s eyes lit up as he replied, "If we can establish a criminal record and present evidence of his past attempts to kidnap Ben and the trauma he caused, the court will likely favor us."Isabella felt a glimmer of hope, but it quickly faded when she realized they had no way of obtaining Lorenzo's criminal records."How do we get his criminal record and evidence of his illegal activities?" she asked, frustration creeping into her voice.Lewis thought for
The court bailiff didn’t linger; after delivering the letter, he left without delay. The atmosphere in the room was thick with tension, and Isabella’s face was etched with worry.When Lewis caught sight of her expression, he tried to reassure her, saying earnestly, “Don’t worry. I won’t let him take Ben. I’ll call my attorney to discuss our chances in this case.”Isabella felt a bit of relief at his words, but the worry didn’t fully dissipate. She fell into his arms and whispered, “Babe, I’m so grateful for you. I don’t know what I would do without you. You’ve brought happiness into my life and made it so much more colorful.”Hearing this, Lewis smiled and gently patted her back. “I’ll always be by your side. No matter what storms we face, I won’t let you go. My love for you is stronger than any challenge that lies ahead.”Isabella’s heart warmed at his words, and she leaned forward to kiss his cheek. Lewis then bent down to kiss her forehead.“Now, I should talk to my attorney,” he r
Lorenzo's face darkened, his eyes blazing with anger. He hadn’t anticipated Chris's interference, which was precisely why he had never factored him into his plans. If he had known Chris would step in, he wouldn’t have acted so recklessly, allowing himself to be outmaneuvered. He gritted his teeth, furious at having underestimated Chris’s duplicitous nature."He is my grandson," Chris replied with an unsettling smile, his tone casual and dismissive.Lorenzo was momentarily taken aback. He hadn't expected such a nonchalant response and stared at Chris, suspicion flickering in his mind. "Chris, stop trying to provoke me. What are you planning to do with Ben? You can't be genuinely nice without an ulterior motive. Are you secretly plotting to kill him later?"Chris blinked in surprise at Lorenzo's wild accusation. He had not expected him to jump to such conclusions."Stop assuming I'm going to harm him. I’m not as ruthless as you; I wouldn’t kill my own blood. Despite being your son, he i