Never in a million years did Michael Lees pull this stunt on her...
Actually kneeling on a washboard!
Oh my God!
Is this really Michael Lees?!
Seeing Isabella Harrison happy, Michael Lees also felt relieved.
But the more she laughed, the more embarrassed he felt.
Seeing she had no intention of stopping, Michael Lees gritted his teeth, blushing, moved closer, and pulled Isabella onto the bed, lying down on top of the covers!
Isabella's expression wavered, confirming that Michael hadn't touched her stomach. Her gaze paused, looking at Michael's flushed and awkward face, and she couldn't help but laugh.
"You're still laughing…"
Michael was ashamed, his tone awkward, and his voice slightly heavier due to discomfort.
Isabella raised her eyebrow, "Should I cry instead?"
Michael pursed his lips, staring at her for some time before saying, "Then keep laughing."
Isabella looked at his helpless, resigned appearance, feeling truly turned upside down.
