Chapter 154

Timothy smirked mischievously as he looked at Isabelle, who was still lying on the bed. He asked, "How do you feel?"

"I feel... so good," Isabelle murmured softly. As soon as the words left her lips, a blush crept onto her face and then her neck. Her face was so red that she resembled a tomato. She quickly covered her face, too embarrassed to look at Timothy.

How could she have said something so shameless?

Timothy laughed heartily. "Feels good, huh? It seems you want more!"

Without warning, he raised his hand and smacked her on the buttocks again. Isabelle let out another involuntary moan and writhed around.

"Do you realize your mistake now?" Timothy asked.

"I... I don't!" she replied defiantly.

Several loud smacks rang out. Timothy slapped her butt a few more times. With each slap, Isabelle's body jolted reflexively.

"I'll ask again—do you know that you were in the wrong?" Timothy demanded coldly.

Isabelle tried to catch her breath weakly. She looked at him with teary eyes an