When Isabella doesn’t have to work, she has a habit of sleeping in.
Early in the morning, Amelia took Asher to the amusement park to play, not disturbing Isabella’s sleep.
Isabella slept straight through to noon; when she opened her eyes, it was already eleven o’clock.
Sitting up in bed, she stretched her arms widely, then got out of bed barefoot and walked into the bathroom to freshen up.
Standing in front of the washstand, brushing her teeth, she thought about what to do in the afternoon. She didn’t know what Oliver had been up to lately but thought she could ask her to go shopping together.
Lost in thought, Isabella didn’t hear the footsteps outside the bathroom until the door was pushed open, revealing Andrew’s tall figure.
He leaned casually against the door, with a hint of laziness in his posture and a playful smile in his eyes as he gazed at her.
Isabella blinked her bright eyes, still holding the toothbrush in her mouth with toothpaste foam flavored with mint.
“You… you’re back!” After a brief moment of surprise, she mumbled, then discarded the toothbrush, quickly rinsing her mouth with water before swiftly pouncing on Andrew.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were back?” she complained, knowing she must have looked terrible just then.
She wrapped her arms around his neck like a koala, her seaweed-like loose long hair falling freely. Her small white feet stepped onto his, and as Isabella tiptoed, her rose-colored lips lightly brushed against his slightly cool lips. Her eyes, filled with a mixture of laziness and cunning, resembled a lazy cat.
“I came back to pick up a document, didn’t expect you to be home,” Andrew replied with a faint smile. He looped his arm around her waist and gently pressed her against the nearby wall.
His sturdy legs supported her body, and after a brief deep gaze, he lowered his head for a kiss.
Despite just returning from a trip, they traveled as a family of three, and Asher had practically become a natural barrier between them. When walking, he was always in the middle, holding his mom’s hand with one hand and his dad’s with the other. When sitting, he would either sit on Andrew’s lap or cuddle in Isabella’s arms. At night, he slept directly between them, resting his chubby little hand on Isabella’s chest.
The most troublesome thing was that Asher had transformed into a wolf prematurely. This age was the most unstable because of poor control due to being young, making it highly likely for him to transform unexpectedly into a werewolf.
To avoid any commotion, they had to keep Asher by their side.
Despite being together day and night, Andrew and Isabella had almost no intimate time. They were together but could not be intimate. Andrew had almost developed internal injuries these days due to it.
His arms around her waist tightened, almost embedding her into his body. The kiss grew deeper and more lingering, in the narrow bathroom, the temperature gradually rising, and the ambiguous atmosphere spreading in the air.
“You, don’t do this, Asher and Amelia will be back soon,” Isabella whispered during a brief pause for breath.
Andrew’s lips were pressed against hers, and he didn’t speak but acted directly, reaching out to lock the bathroom door.
Isabella: “…”
She thought, did he have to make it so obvious that they were being intimate in the bathroom, keeping away any intruders?
Overwhelmed by his kisses, she was left feeling faint, unable to resist, feeling a chill in her chest as her strappy nightgown slipped down to her ankles and fell onto the clean marble floor.
“You, be gentle…” Her beautiful brows furrowed lightly, her hands resting on his shoulders, her well-groomed fingertips sinking into his strong muscles.
His excessive enthusiasm made it somewhat hard for her to adjust.
It was a passionate encounter that started like thunder and lightning, and when it ended, Isabella was limp in his arms, feeling as if all the energy had been sucked out of her body.
Andrew turned on the water and carried her into the bathtub.
Isabella turned on the bathtub’s water and deliberately splashed him all over. Seeing him drenched in his shirt, she suddenly felt quite relieved.
She was completely undressed while he remained fully clothed in a shirt and trousers. Pretending to be serious, wondering if he would take off the wet clothes.
He chuckled softly; her childish behavior always left him somewhat amused and bemused.
“Is this an invitation?” Andrew raised an eyebrow, a hint of playfulness and ambiguity in his expression as he elegantly undid the buttons on his chest.
Isabella’s smile froze a bit; she thought, “Uh-oh, I’ve stirred up trouble.”
Then, the two of them played around in the bathroom again. She was utterly exhausted.
After they cleaned up, Andrew carried her back to the bedroom, and Isabella turned over, falling into a deep sleep.
When she woke up again, it was already dark outside, and their plans for shopping were completely ruined.
Isabella mentally scolded Andrew repeatedly. Every time, he pushed things to the limit, like an insatiable wolf that couldn’t be satisfied.
“Awake? Let’s eat.” Andrew pushed the door open, looking at her with gentle eyes.
Isabella’s long hair was loose, and her expressions exuded laziness and allure. “Are you cooking?”
“With Amelia around, when would it be my turn to cook? Amelia stewed the old duck soup you like,” Andrew said with a light laugh.
Upon hearing about the old duck soup, Isabella’s eyes lit up. Wrapped in a blanket, she jumped out of bed.
She opened the wardrobe and casually picked out an outfit.
Closing the wardrobe, she held the clothes and looked at him, and he looked at her.
“Andrew, can you turn away?” Isabella glared at him.
Andrew chuckled and turned around as a gentleman would.
With her back to him, Isabella quickly put on her dress. Her hands struggled with the zipper. A warm hand grasped her fingertips and effortlessly zipped up the dress.
She turned around, and she saw his handsome, three-dimensional features, his blue eyes deep and gentle.
She curved her lips and smiled at him. A shallow smile, as if a drop of water had fallen into the lake of his heart, rippling in circles.
Andrew couldn’t help but pull her into his arms, lowering his head to kiss her.
Isabella was pressed against the wardrobe, entwined in the embrace. Just as she worried about her newly worn clothes being at risk of coming off, the bedroom door suddenly swung open, and Asher ran in with his little short legs.
The little rascal, seeing his parents being affectionate, had no sense of avoidance at all. Instead, he ran over, hugged his father’s big leg, and with his small head tilted upward, shouted, “Asher also wants kisses, Asher also wants kisses.”
Isabella’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she buried her face in Andrew’s chest.
Andrew, unfazed, held Isabella with one hand and picked up Asher with the other.
Asher wrapped his chubby little hands around his father’s neck, puckered his lips, kissed Isabella, then firmly planted a kiss on Andrew’s lips, leaving plenty of saliva.
Andrew, disgusted, wiped his lips with a tissue and dropped the chubby little thing on the floor.
“Let’s go downstairs for dinner.”
In the dining room downstairs, Amelia had already served a sumptuous meal on the table.
While sipping soup, Isabella joked, “You didn’t just come back for the files, why haven’t you left yet?”
“Why haven’t I left? Don’t you know?” Andrew raised an eyebrow, his clear voice tinged with ambiguity and amusement.
Isabella blushed again. In front of him, she always felt like a crab that had been boiled too long-always blushing, truly without composure.
After dinner, Andrew changed into a formal suit. Before leaving, he informed Isabella, “I have an engagement tonight; I might be back late.”
“Okay, but don’t drink too much,” Isabella advised.
Andrew smiled and nodded, picking up his briefcase and leaving.
Asher followed his father to the door, and Andrew lifted him up for a kiss.
Asher hugged his father’s neck and in a childish voice said, “Daddy works and earns money to buy lots and lots of meat for Asher.”
Isabella was drinking milk tea and nearly burst out laughing.
Andrew: “…”
Alright, this human girl had given birth to a little foodie for him.
This series is end.