Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 135 - 147: It’s easy to avoid open flirtation, but difficult to guard against hidden cheapness (8)

Chapter 135: Chapter 147: It’s easy to avoid open flirtation, but difficult to guard against hidden cheapness (8)

With her eyes closed, she seemed to be taking great pleasure in the sensual impact the woman’s body was giving her.

Suddenly, a woman lifted her head from his chest and kissed his lips, rubbing them together for a while before laughing and leaving Elijah Smith’s body. She then swapped positions with another woman on the body of the man next to Elijah Smith, switching to serve the new man.

The woman who rejoined Elijah Smith seemed more promiscuous than the others. She sat directly on him, intent on getting straight to the point.

A wave of nausea rolled in Isabel Smith’s stomach, and deep down, she wanted to turn around and leave. But in the end, she calmed herself, walked towards Elijah Smith in her high heels, and approached him step by step.

As she passed the long marble table, Isabel Smith reached out and grabbed a high-footed wine glass filled with white wine from the table. Taking a few steps, she stood beside Elijah Smith, crossed her arms, and calmly observed the scene before her for a while.

She had made love to Percy Stanton many times and knew when she would feel pleasure. So, she patiently waited until the woman’s up-and-down movements quickened, and Elijah Smith’s expression became confused. Then she raised the wine glass and slowly poured it over Elijah Smith’s head.

The ice-cold white wine dripped bit by bit onto Elijah Smith’s face, causing him to sneeze violently and curse, "MD, it’s..."

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw Isabel Smith standing right in front of him, looking down at him condescendingly, still pouring wine from the glass.

The word "who" was barely out of his mouth before the lower half of Elijah Smith’s body, buried inside the woman, suddenly went limp. The aroused woman, eyes closed and still trying to look pleased, lowered her head to kiss Elijah Smith’s chest and tried to seduce him further.

After all, he was her client... Even if there was some unknown problem, she had to pretend that the man was impressive so the client would be satisfied. And her satisfaction depended on the number of red banknotes in her pocket.

Elijah Smith was in his prime at twenty years old, but he’d never experienced such sudden limpness during sex before, and now he felt all kinds of frustration. However, seeing Isabel Smith in front of him, he couldn’t muster any excitement.

The white wine continued to drip onto his face. As he turned his head to dodge it, Isabel Smith followed him with the wine glass.

The woman on Elijah Smith’s body grew more intense, but he felt annoyed and raised his hand to push her away, speaking with an especially unpleasant tone, "I’m already limp, what are you pretending for? Get out of my way!"

After being shouted at by Elijah Smith, the woman finally opened her eyes and looked at him with a bewildered expression, asking, "What’s wrong?"

Then the woman’s eyes widened as she followed the pouring white wine and looked at Elijah Smith, noticing a pair of delicate hands. She quickly turned her head and saw Isabel Smith standing behind her. The woman opened her mouth and let out a piercing scream.

The scream sliced through the lewd scene inside the house. Everyone looked at Isabel Smith, and the next second, the young ladies scrambled to their feet, quickly grabbed their scattered clothes off the ground, and put them on. Meanwhile, the men all cursed and hurriedly snatched up their own clothes, covering their private areas.