Stuck in The Marriage Pact
Chapter 15: Feeling dirty

Chapter 15: Feeling dirty

"Ah ... Hunter, you ..." Isabella lowered her head, looking at Hunter who immediately withdrew his manhood from her womanhood after reaching the peak of pleasure. "How could you do that? You might get me pregnant!" she glared at him angrily, quickly pushing him away.

"Honey, I thought ..."

"This can’t happen... Don’t impregnate me just because you want me to be yours forever. You have to respect my decision; we are still in the stage of loving each other, not necessarily meant to succeed!" Isabella grumbled as she got out of bed.

"Sorry, I didn’t mean to ..."

"You’re crazy, you make me hate you!" shouted Isabella, rushing towards the bathroom.

Hunter remained silent with a resigned look, watching Isabella slowly disappear from his sight. He sighed, then lay back down without caring about his naked body.

"I didn’t mean to do it... She must think this is part of my cunning... Of course, I will respect whatever decision she makes later... I won’t force her to be with me without love at all... There can’t be a baby between us!" he said anxiously, then quickly glanced at his phone on the nightstand. He immediately grabbed it and called someone.

In the bathroom, Isabella sat under the pouring water, curling up and crying because she couldn’t stop remembering Joe’s face and her past.

"Joe ... Do I deserve to go back to you after this? What if... What if Hunter is just seducing me, then will throw me away... I’ll be at a loss... I’ll lose you, him... And... And I won’t have anyone... I’m stupid... I’m too ambitious to be loved and to have a better life instantly!" she muttered through her tears, her wet body hunched over.

"I’m stupid... So stupid!" She clenched her fist, then glanced at the shower puff and immediately used it to scrub her naked body. "I’m dirty... I’m like a prostitute... I’m disgusting!"

Isabella continued scrubbing her body so hard that she was suddenly startled by the door opening. She saw Hunter standing there, looking shocked at what was happening.

There was a silence between them, Isabella immediately turned her face away and looked down, feeling a mix of hatred but also embarrassment because Hunter had the right to get what he deserved as a husband.

"I told you never to try if you weren’t ready," said Hunter, looking very sexy in just gray underwear.

He moved to sit by the bathtub wall, watching his wife who looked so miserable under the shower.

"I heard everything... And I didn’t expect what happened to make you disgusted with yourself, which means I am also disgusting to you," he said disappointedly, then his gaze focused on the shower puff in his wife’s hand. "I know I was wrong... This should never have happened because you thought I was paralyzed and incapable of having sex... I deceived you, I deceived everyone..."

Hunter shook his head, breathing heavily in emotion, grabbing his hair for a moment, then stood up.

"Alright, we won’t do it again... Sorry!" he said nervously and immediately left the bathroom.

Isabella was stunned, letting Hunter leave, then leaned her head against the wall, still letting the water continue to pour over her body.

"What next? Am I wrong? I hurt my husband even though I insisted on starting it all..." She bit her lip and recalled the events a few minutes ago when Hunter showed his passion, and she even enjoyed it.

"Slut... I’m a slut! I have no shame... I... Of course, I have to do this because he has given me money, even..." Isabella clutched her hair. "Aghh, I could go crazy, I’m crazy... I can’t stop being scared, but I also can’t stop hoping!"

She screamed, throwing anything in front of her, Joe and Hunter’s images now haunting her, feeling guilty towards both of them. Yes, the woman felt she had gone too far while she wasn’t sure with whom she would feel comfortable.

...

Elsewhere, specifically in a gym, Joe was sitting relaxed on a black chair with a muscular man wearing short pants and a black tank top, just like him.

"You seem unenthusiastic, are you sick?" asked the man.

Joe took a long breath, then shook his head.

"Do I look that bad so you think I’m sick?" he asked with a thin smile.

"Well ... You look very pale... Our customers might think you’re not fit to be their tutor. You’d better rest."

"No ... I can’t ..."

"Why? I don’t want a job without total commitment."

Joe was silent and turned his face away for a moment, then glanced at the man again.

"Is it wrong if I don’t immediately propose to my girlfriend after being together for a few years?" he asked.

"It’s not wrong, but it can also be a mistake," the man replied, frowning. "You have the right to make your choice about whether to propose to her or not because it’s about your future together... You need to convince yourself. You have that right, but it can also be a mistake because you’ve made her wait too long... Maybe that will hurt her and cause her to doubt," he continued, looking at Joe seriously.

"Or maybe you could talk to her so she understands," the man added.

"I’m very sure about her, I love her so much," Joe replied, frowning. "But I feel unworthy of her, I’ve never been able to help her out of problems... I feel like a useless man in her life..."

"But that shouldn’t be a problem if she still accepts you..."

"I don’t know if she will still accept me after this..." Joe took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, looking at the two black bracelets made of small wooden carvings on his wrists. "Now she has sold herself to a man to pay her debt..."

"Really?" The man widened his eyes.

Joe nodded.

"She said that what’s happening to her now won’t change our feelings, but... After just one night with that man, she told me that our relationship must end because she wants to concentrate on her relationship with that man," Joe explained with sadness so clearly visible in his brown eyes. "That makes me feel that maybe she has an attraction to that man... Then it will become love, and I will be forgotten," he continued.

"Bro..." The man looked at Joe with great sympathy. "This is bad... You will lose her." He spoke softly but his eyes showed concern.

Joe frowned.

"You said she married that man to pay off a debt, which means he’s a rich man... Then she wants you two to end your relationship because she wants to focus on that man... For what? Why would she focus on that man? Is that included in the contract? Did she ever talk about this with you before?" The man wondered, puzzled.

Joe just shook his head.

"Honestly, I’m afraid she has an attraction to that man and she will leave you... But it will be bad for her if that man just makes her a love slave, makes her a slave under the guise of marriage!"

"Billy..." Joe whispered, looking at the man anxiously. "What you’re saying makes sense but... But could he do that to Isabella? He’s a paralyzed and impotent man..."

"Impotent?" Billy’s eyes widened immediately, while Joe just nodded.

"Hahaha!" Suddenly Billy laughed, while Joe pouted.

"Bro!" Billy slapped Joe’s thigh. "If that’s the case, there’s nothing to worry about... She’s still yours even if she wants your relationship to end. She will come back to you!" he assured.

Joe just sat quietly, sulking while remembering Isabella’s attitude that seemed to prioritize her contract marriage over their relationship.

"Let her focus on her duties first... And of course, she doesn’t want to have the status of being in a relationship with you because she doesn’t want to be considered cheating. That’s a very reasonable reason, especially since the man who married her is a wealthy man, surely it’s for her safety. Rather than constantly thinking negatively, you should focus on making yourself worthy to be her partner after she divorces that man!" Billy said casually. "Don’t make her wait anymore after this," he added.

"Is that possible?" Joe asked with a sad look.

"Why not?" Billy shrugged. "Are you still worried she won’t come back to you? She won’t want to spend her life with a paralyzed and impotent man while she loved you first who’s strong!" He immediately patted Joe’s muscular arm.

"Girls do need money, but they also need something of quality in bed!" He said with a smile, then he called Joe and left the chair. "Instead of getting dizzy with negative thoughts, better work. The price of diamonds is getting more expensive now, I guess you won’t propose to her with just a copper ring." He continued while walking towards the treadmill.

Joe pondered, moving to take his phone out of his pants pocket and checking the messaging or call apps.

’No more sweet good morning messages... It feels like I’ve lost her, it feels like our relationship is over,’ he thought sadly, switching to look at the wallpaper which was a photo of Isabella smiling so sweetly wearing a round hat and a white dress with a classic cafe background.