Isabella squinted at Joseph.
Joseph paused and emphasized again, "I'm not saying that he's good in bed. I am good at sex. I'll let you see how good I am when we get back today!"
Isabella grinned. "You couldn't even walk properly just now!"
Flames burned in Joseph's eyes as he grabbed onto Isabella's wrist. "Come with me right now!"
"I was wrong!"
Isabella giggled as she grabbed onto the kitchen counter. Joseph, who had a limp leg now, indeed was weak. She didn't move when he dragged her. Joseph's face was full of anger.
Isabella broke free and coaxed him the way she coaxed a child, "Alright, Joseph, stop messing around. I know that you're especially good. Go over there and wait. I'll send the food to the table. It's already half-past eight. You should be hungry."
Isabella's voice was soft. She looked very gentle. Only then did Joseph feel a little relieved and let go of Isabella. "Then hurry up. I still have to take medicine."
"Okay."