All Chapters of Oops, My Sugar Baby is Alpha: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

The two were deeply engrossed in their passionate kiss when an abrupt cellphone ring shattered the room's romance. Andrew, reluctantly releasing her, tugged at the corner of his lips, grazing over the wound, causing a slight wince. "Hand me the phone." Isabella, obediently submissive at the moment, walked to the door and retrieved the phone from the suit pocket hanging on the coat rack. Andrew answered the call, hearing Joshua's cold, deep voice on the other end. Brandon is seriously injured. After leaving the police station, he rushed back to Schenectady town and was admitted to the military hospital. The heirs of the two major families fighting over a woman, the news has spread like wildfire. Joshua, upon learning about it, was not pleased. After ending the call, Andrew looked helplessly at Isabella. "I need to go to Schenectady town. I'll be back in at least a week. You take care of yourself," he said, grabbing his coat and getting up. "Schenectady town? Now?" Isabella was

The villa usually stands empty. The French windows in the living room were half-open, letting the afternoon sunlight stream in, casting a warm glow. It illuminated Andrew's chiseled features vividly, while Isabella, chin slightly raised, stared at him, inexplicably thinking of the phrase 'captivating charm.' At that moment, their bodies were tightly pressed together. He lowered his head slightly, the distance between his thin lips and hers less than a centimeter. "Missed me?" He asked gently. "Nope." Isabella blushed, her words contradicting her feelings. He narrowed his blue eyes, gazing deeply at her for a moment before another passionate kiss ensued. Isabella's hands clutched his shirt as he kissed her, leaving her dizzy. Unbeknownst to her, she was effortlessly swept into the spacious and soft leather couch in the living room. They say absence makes the heart grow fonder. Although Andrew had only fucked her once, his dominating presence was torturous. Afterward, she lay wit

A month later, Isabella, Andrew, and Asher went on a trip together.They set off in the morning and arrived at the town of Rochester by noon. Isabella found a distinctive guesthouse for their stay.The guesthouse had a retro decoration, resembling the medieval houses seen in movies, with carved window frames. When the windows were opened, a vast expanse of lake and woods could be seen not far away.The room wasn't particularly large compared to those in five-star hotels. However, it was clean. Even so, Isabella still changed the sheets and blankets to new ones because of Andrew's cleanliness habits.After changing the bedding, she threw her luggage into the corner and started booking tickets on her phone.Andrew smiled helplessly. Such occurrences didn't seem surprising; Isabella's self-sufficiency wasn't much better than Asher's.He opened the luggage and hung clothes in the wardrobe, placed toiletries in the bathroom, and by the time he finished, Isabella had completed her booking.

Recently, Isabella had a scene where she danced a classic segment from Swan Lake on a stage in the rain. On the third day of shooting, they happened to encounter heavy rain. Realistic filming naturally produces better effects than artificial rain, so Director Davis organized the props team to quickly set up the stage. Because the stage was set up in a hurry, the props team didn't have time for a second inspection and started filming. Due to Isabella's inadequate dance skills, the scene was shot more than a dozen times. She danced in the pouring rain for over an hour, nearly exhausted. As a result, she ignored the creaking sound of the stage beneath her feet. Then, during the final spinning jump, the stage suddenly collapsed. She fell directly from a several-meter-high stage, buried entirely by the collapsing stage. The accident happened so suddenly that chaos ensued among the entire crew. As the rain grew heavier, blood flowed from beneath the stage along with the rainwater. The

Amidst the swirling smoke, Andrew gave a faint smile and said, "If emotions could be controlled, you wouldn't have waited for him for so many years. Sometimes, it's not a bad thing to be blinded by love. If he hadn't been so rational at the beginning, perhaps he would have chosen you over family and duty." Layla's expression changed slightly at Andrew's words, not out of anger but sadness, finally turning into a long sigh. "Don't bring up my past mistakes. I'm talking about you now. I hope there won't be a second time," Layla said. "I hope so too," Andrew flicked the ash off his cigarette with two fingers. He was still worried about Isabella's injury and naturally didn't want a similar situation to happen again. "But if there's a next time, I'll make the same choice. After all, money isn't as important as Isabella," he added. Layla was speechless again, but he is right. As a man, Andrew prioritizing his beloved over money made him seem honorable and devoted. Frowning, Layla loo