Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 545 - 561 Relentless Confession (12)

Chapter 545: Chapter 561 Relentless Confession (12)

Isabel looked at Percy’s radiant expression and couldn’t help but tease him, "Percy, I didn’t know you had such a narcissistic side!"

Just as Isabel finished speaking, suddenly a motorbike rushed towards her at breakneck speed.

"Watch out!" Percy, with his sharp eyes, saw the scene, immediately raised his hand and grabbed Isabel’s arm, pulling her behind him as the motorbike zoomed past, barely grazing Percy’s side.

Due to the motorbike’s extreme speed, it created a gust of wind that tousled Percy’s hair slightly.

In the blink of an eye, the motorbike turned a corner up ahead and disappeared from sight.

This incident was so unexpected that Isabel didn’t feel any signs of it coming, and she hadn’t even noticed the motorbike.

She only heard the roar of the motorbike in her ear as Percy pulled her arm. By the time she looked up, the motorbike was gone.

"Are you okay? Did you get hurt anywhere?" Percy eagerly asked, gripping Isabel’s shoulder as soon as the motorbike left.

Isabel was still shaken, her face slightly pale. She shook her head at Percy, saying, "I’m fine."

Percy, still concerned, touched Isabel’s arm, then angrily said, "After this, I’ll call Bellshire’s Traffic Management Bureau to crack down on motorbikes riding recklessly and speeding on the streets!"

Only then did Isabel finally regain her bearings and look at Percy, asking, "What about you? Did you get hurt anywhere?"

She had just seen the motorbike brush against his body as it raced by.

Before Percy could speak, Isabel raised her hand and touched his chest.

Percy immediately forgot about the anger of the close call, and said with delight, "Isabel, I’m so glad you care about me so much."

With that, Percy spread his hands, showing Isabel he was unharmed, saying, "I’m fine, but I’d be more than happy for you to touch me and care for me like this on Main Street."

Isabel’s hand, resting on Percy’s stomach, hesitated for a moment. She then looked up at Percy’s beaming face, moved her hand downwards, and gripping him through his clothes. She raised an eyebrow at Percy, calling him, "Bastard!"

Percy felt himself swelling under Isabel’s palm. Despite the clothes in between, Isabel could feel the heat and the throbbing from Percy’s lower half. As her face flushed, she instinctively tried to let go of her grasp.

Percy, however, acted faster - pulling Isabel into his arms, and pressing her hand against himself. He then lowered his head close to her ear, and said something that almost made Isabel pass out from embarrassment, "Isabel...I didn’t know you could be so forward!"

Those words sounded so familiar...Isabel blinked, realizing that Percy had just rephrased the words she used to tease him earlier.

Percy, that bastard, had learned instantly...and used it against her!

Unable to decide whether to feel embarrassed or angry, Isabel gave Percy’s lower half a slight squeeze. The pain caused him to loosen his grip on her hand, and Isabel quickly backed off. Ignoring Percy completely, she walked towards his car in her high heels.

Percy watched Isabel’s retreating figure, raised his hand to cover his nose, hooked his lips and started to laugh.

His Isabel...had been embarrassed!

However, even when she was embarrassed, his Isabel couldn’t resist being naughty and pinching his little Marion Hancock!

Really, what kind of woman was she!

Percy felt more and more satisfied, unable to describe how delightful he found Isabel’s earlier performance.