Chapter 45 Chapter 45 Bella/If it were you, maybe...
Their eyes met, creating an ambiguous spark in the air.
Heinrich's Adam's apple rolled and his eyes were deep.
Suddenly, slender white fingers touched the protruding Adam's apple, moved all the way down, until they stopped at the belt and gently hooked it.
The tall man was like a possessed puppet, unable to control his steps and moving slowly forward.
The hands holding onto the door frame were so tight that the knuckles turned white, like a general defending his last piece of territory, but eventually they loosened one by one, declaring defeat.
"Audrey, wait..." Halfway into the dimly lit bedroom, Heinrich took a deep breath and suddenly stopped, his eyes brimming with forbearance. "Think about it carefully."
"Considering what?" Isabel asked calmly.
Heinrich: "...There is no love between us. If... I mean, if one day in the future you want to leave Charvez and start a new life, then we shouldn't have a relationship."
"If it comes to that, I..." He paused, speaking quickly, "I will be responsible for you."
"It's easy to vent momentary desires, but, but... in this kind of situation, women always suffer more than men!" He frowned, his voice deliberately hoarse, and said vaguely, "Of course, I don't mean to favor you. We are partners, and partners should be equal. I don't want to take advantage of you and avoid future complications!"
Isabel stared at him, her eyes slightly stunned.
Heinrich felt uncomfortable under such gazes and said angrily, "Okay, I know my ideas are old-fashioned, but don't look at me like that!"
Isabel didn't look away, but her expression became even weirder, and she even laughed out loud.
Heinrich: “!”
He was so confused that this woman was still smiling!
Isabel smiled and waved her hand, indicating, "Don't worry about it for now, I want to laugh for a while."
She really didn't expect that an orthodox Western man with excellent modeling, good physical fitness, and observed to have good certain functions, would be so conservative in relationships between men and women.
It was so conservative that Isabel couldn't launch further offensive.
For her, having a reasonable and legal sex life with a man who is very aesthetically pleasing is a normal physiological need and also a kind of adjustment.
This has nothing to do with whether there is an emotional foundation, whether you will be responsible for each other in the future, etc.
However, judging from what Heinrich said, if he wants to take this step, he will probably have to think of a name for the child first.
Isabel laughed for a long time, until Heinrich's face fell completely. Then she raised her eyebrows and said, "Yes, you are indeed more old-fashioned than I expected. Like the old clock in Violet's room from the last century, it doesn't tell the time accurately and makes a creaking sound that makes your teeth ache. It really needs repair..."
The more Heinrich listened, the paler his face became.
"But..." Isabel concluded with satisfaction, taking a dramatic turn, "It's better because it's exquisitely crafted, pleasing to the eye, and quite collectible. I like it very much."
"Hello?! What are you talking about?"
Heinrich frowned, unable to tell whether she was commenting on the clock or the person.
"Heinrich." Isabel smiled and looked up at him. "I know you are thinking about me..."
"I didn't!" Heinrich turned his head away, his tone cold, "I just stick to my principles."
"Well, you didn't." Isabel shrugged indifferently, "But I must remind you that if it's based on mutual consent, then no one will suffer in sex life, unless your skills are too poor..."
"That's even more impossible!" Heinrich retorted loudly, and only then realized what she had said, "Wait... no... you... you haven't thought about what if you find someone you really like in the future? What if you regret it? Why don't you think about it more?"
"You woman! You don't think about anything!" He became angrier and angrier as he spoke, like a big, grumpy dog, accusing Isabel fiercely: "You only know how to be anxious!"
"I'm anxious?" Isabel leaned against the door frame, her tone leisurely, "Okay, even if I am anxious."
"Mr. Spencer, I'm glad you've considered the plight of most women in this world. If I were you, I wouldn't encourage any casual treatment of one's body. But agreeing with the importance of chastity doesn't mean supporting the use of chastity as a shackle that brands every woman with a shackled mind."
"Ms. Audrey, I'm shocked. Why are you still so naive about this? Don't you understand that men would love for you to think this way? They'd love for you little lambs to unbutton your petticoats and jump into their mouths!" Heinrich took a deep breath and said even more angrily, "Your little heads have no idea how filthy men can be when lust gets the better of them!"
There was a smile in Isabel's eyes, but it wasn't teasing, more like a gentle gaze.
"But you didn't do that."
Heinrich's eyes darkened slightly as he sneered, "Do you know I didn't? What if I'm trying to deceive you with sweet words right now? Do you really think I'm a good man who cares about you, and you're so foolish as to jump into my mouth? Men have many sides, not just straightforwardness! You don't have any vigilance at all!"
Despite another barrage of accusations, Isabel's smile softened. "Oh, that's something I didn't expect. You actually have such superb acting skills." Without waiting for the other person to get angry, she continued, "But is it important? I never like to second-guess men. What does a man's thoughts have to do with me?"
"Even if he deliberately deceived you, it doesn't matter?"
"Of course, because he had to think about how to deceive me first." Isabel raised an eyebrow. "Men cheat for power, money, love, or body. In fact, if a woman has a firm grasp on the first two, then so-called chastity can't hold her back."
The corridor was dimly lit. The sapphire necklace around her neck was exquisitely cut and sparkled in the dim light, but it was not as bright as her smiling eyes.
"As you said, some men wish women were promiscuous, but promiscuous women will be tied to the pillar of shame and whipped." Isabel sneered. "The so-called rules are entirely determined by a man's words, and it all depends on whether he's in heat at the time. Isn't that ridiculous? Why should I follow these rules?"
Heinrich looked at his wife deeply, not knowing what he was thinking, and remained silent for a long time.
"It's ridiculous." His voice dropped, his eyes sneering. "Of course I know how ridiculous it is, and I know even more about the fate of women tied to the pillar of shame. But that pillar wasn't built by one person, and it can't be torn down by one person either."
"So, I don't want you to face this kind of ending one day when you want to start a new life. I can even say that I'm disabled to ensure your good reputation. A man, even if he's disabled, will always have a better life than you. Do you understand?"
"I understand," Isabel said calmly, "but if even I have to play it safe, pretending to know nothing, and living by these rules, what will happen to the girls whose lives are worse off than mine? Will they have to watch one woman after another being tied to that pillar and tried, living in constant fear, not knowing when it will be their turn?"
"That's amazing! You're going to be a great martyr!" Heinrich raged. "Let's erect a statue of you in Charleville right away, right next to Margaret, okay?"
"Great! Please do it if you can!" she shrugged.
"You woman! You can't make sense!"
"You are such a stubborn man, always wishful thinking!"
"You are unreasonable!"
"You are like a cow. No, even cows are more docile than you."
…
The two people started arguing and the topic had already deviated a thousand miles away.
After calming down for a moment, they both felt that it was extremely childish.
Heinrich exhaled heavily and turned his head away: "I won't argue with you anymore. My kindness never gets rewarded!"
Isabel laughed.
During the day, the two swore to love and respect each other in the auditorium, but at night they quarreled fiercely.
The dim light shone on his angular profile, and his angry look neutralized his usual coldness and temper, revealing his vivid handsomeness.
Heinrich like this is rare.
In front of outsiders, he always puts on an intimidating cold face, and coupled with his tall stature, it really makes people afraid to get close to him.
Isabel thought that she should ask everyone downstairs to come over and see how the Duke looked now. He looked like an unreasonable, angry dog.
Perhaps because she lingered on him for too long, Heinrich turned around sharply and said fiercely, "Why are you looking at me?"
Isabel looked at him leisurely for a long time, then suddenly said, "Hein, I admit that before this, I never thought of having you as my true partner and spending my life with me. To be more precise, I never thought of being with any other man."
Heinrich was slightly startled, turned his head away in embarrassment, and snorted coldly: "Who cares?"
"But I've changed my mind now." Isabel chuckled and moved closer to him. "If it were you, maybe you could give it a try."
Heinrich's eyes paused.
"Also, let me answer your last question seriously." She said calmly, "I don't want to be a great person. I'm just doing a very simple thing."
"Do you remember what I told you when we first had a fight? I am capable of taking responsibility for any decision I make and will bear the consequences of my choices."
“My body is mine, my feelings are mine, and when I know I am in control of everything, then whatever I do is right.”
"If we end our cooperation in the future and still feel it is not suitable, and become the only divorced duke and duke couple in the Principality of Ceylon, I am also confident that we can live well."
"There are so many shackles on women's feet, and my confidence is the key. Since I have the key, I have to try to unlock it." She paused, "At least go out and show it to the other girls."
"If other girls encounter the same difficulties, as long as they see me overcome them, they will know that there is no hopeless situation in the world. If I can do it, they can do it too."
"They'll know that women can ride astride horses and compete with men on the racetrack." Isabel's eyes were calm. "Divorce, losing virginity, being cheated on... it's no big deal. Fall down, get up again, and keep living. It's simple, isn't it?"
Heinrich fell silent, his eyes filled with emotion as he stared at her for a long time.
He heard her last chuckle, "What I did was such a simple thing."
Heinrich slowly lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Is it simple? It is indeed simple to unlock the shackles in your heart.
But to shake the world's prejudices and push down those mountains is harder than climbing to the sky.
She is so smart, she should know it very well.
But even so, she still smiled so easily, telling him that it was all very simple.
Just like that day when she confidently stepped onto the racecourse, galloped across the wilderness, rushed to the finish line in the howling wind, and won so easily and beautifully.
Heinrich gazed long and hard into those icy blue eyes.
At this moment, in the dim light, she was as dazzling as she was that day, making it impossible to look away.
A faint fragrance gradually drifted closer.
"Heinrich, are the reasons I gave enough to reassure you?" Isabel moved closer and looked up at him.
The distance is so close that you can feel the warm breath.
The tense atmosphere just now suddenly became ambiguous, and there was a faint feeling of affection flowing in the air.
Heinrich clenched his fingers unconsciously, and the next moment, his collar was gently grabbed by slender hands, and his eyes were inevitably entangled with hers.
"Now, can you kiss me?"
A light sentence sounded like thunder.
The ice-blue eyes reflected Heinrich's stunned expression.
But after he said that, he could not hear anything.
My mind exploded like fireworks, and besides the splendor and roar, all that was left was the pink lips opening and closing.
Do you want to kiss her?
Heinrich's Adam's apple moved slightly.
If you put aside all reservations, the answer is obvious.
He took a deep breath, closed his eyes tightly, and finally moved closer, as if he had made up his mind.
Boom, boom, boom.
He could hear his heart beating as violently as a drum, and his whole body felt paralyzed.
——The touch is as soft as I imagined.
The moment he realized what he was doing, a surging heat spread from his chest to every part of his body. The hand that was around the back of his neck unconsciously tightened, wanting to taste it deeper.
Breathing becomes more and more rapid.
Heinrich picked up the bride, and her weight fell very lightly in his arms.
When he got close, he could feel the warmth of her skin and smell the fragrance of her neck; her waist was soft and could be embraced with one hand; he subconsciously hugged her tightly, feeling that he could hold her whole body in his arms without any gaps...
Heinrich was almost scalded by his uncontrollable daydreaming.
My feet took a step automatically and walked into the bedroom. I wondered if she could handle such a huge difference in size.
A call suddenly came from the corner of the stairs.
"Duke Spencer? Mr. Spencer? Are you there?"
In the room, Heinrich paused and pretended not to hear.
"Mr. Duke?!" The voice was getting closer.
The vein on Heinrich's forehead was throbbing, and the pain was not just in his head!
The most infuriating thing was that Isabel, who was lying on her back on the bed, was still smiling at him, "Someone is looking for you, and you ignore him?"
"not see!"
But the sound was still approaching, accompanied by a series of footsteps.
"Monsieur Duke! I have something important to ask you. Are you there?"
Almost instantly, Heinrich raised his eyes angrily and shouted coldly outside: "What's going on?!"
The person who answered had a trembling voice, hesitant to speak: "Then... well... the Pope wants you and your wife to come together."
Heinrich took a deep breath and closed his eyes tightly.
At this moment, let alone the Pope, even if God himself came, he would want to shoot him!
Isabel raised an eyebrow, pushed him away and put on her clothes: "This is what you get for wasting your time arguing with me."
Heinrich gritted his teeth, resentment emanating from his body, as he watched his wife fix her appearance in the mirror and quickly return to normal.
And himself... He looked down and pounded the bed angrily!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, so he suddenly stood up, pulled Isabel over, and bit her hard.
Isabel raised her hand to slap him, but he quickly stopped her.
Heinrich looked at her swollen mouth in the mirror with satisfaction and chuckled, "No one should laugh at each other anymore."
Isabel smiled and kicked hard.
“Ouch!!”
Outside the door, the person who brought the news was shocked.
"Oh, domestic violence on the first day of marriage? Poor Duke."
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The author has something to say: It's the exhaust, hehe I guessed it. But Su really didn't dare to drive, Green River has a speed limit (I don't mean to blame Green River, I surrender)
It’s still based on the needs of the plot, there’s still a long way to go, hehe.
Then you can go somewhere else to practice for the third subject. I passed the driving test on the first try, and the speed limit was quite restrictive (shakes head and sighs)
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