99 plastic surgeries, back as his fiancée's stepdad.

"Baby, your chef deliberately poured fried eggs on me. The suit you bought me for 160,000 yuan yesterday was ruined after I wore it only once."

The young man stared at me with angry eyes, as if he wanted to tear me into pieces.

I quickly said sorry.

Isabella came out of the bathroom. She walked up to me and first frowned as she looked at the red and swollen slap mark on my face.

Then.

Without hesitation, she raised her hand and slapped me in the face again.

Bang!

After a crisp slap.

I didn't get angry. Instead, I bowed down and smiled and said I would compensate him.

When the young man heard this, he got angry and kicked me to the ground.

Then he spat at me and cursed, "This suit of mine cost 160,000 yuan. You can't even afford it even if you sell your kidney!"

Cursing and humiliating young people.

I didn't care and stood up silently.

"Waste, you..."

The young man still wanted to curse.

Isabella interrupted him: "Okay, I'll buy a new one another day, you can go back."

"Boy, you're lucky. My dear is kind and I won't bother with you. Otherwise, I would call a few brothers to come over and break your legs!"

After the young man finished cursing, his expression immediately changed. He smiled and kissed Isabella for a while before walking away.

"Ryan, considering that you saved me last month, I won't hold it against you. But remember, when you do things in our house, you must be careful and cautious. Don't make mistakes again, otherwise I will have to let you go."

Isabella reminded with an indifferent look on her face.

"Thank you, Ms. Rossi. I will be more careful next time."

I made the promise immediately.

Maybe my attitude made Isabella feel a little guilty.

She suddenly seemed like a different person, walked up to me and lifted my clothes.

I had no reaction.

She looked at the red and swollen footprints on my stomach and asked quietly, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

I shook my head.

"Nonsense, it's already red and it doesn't hurt?"

Then.

Isabella asked her aunt to bring a bottle of medicated oil.

When I saw her carefully applying some medicated oil on her palms and gently massaging my belly, I suddenly saw the beautiful and kind-hearted Isabella.

certainly……

I won't be fooled again.

Because I know this is just Isabella's deceptive illusion.

She is synonymous with a vicious heart!

"You have a nice figure."

Isabella lifted my clothes to my chest and looked at my pectoral muscles with burning eyes.

The last second he was massaging his belly.

Next second.

Her hand slowly moved upwards.

I hid back shyly, but in fact I was pretending.

After all, she has been so blatantly flirting.

If I didn't react at all.

This makes me seem a little weird.

"Don't hide."

Isabella said in a commanding tone.

I nodded and stood still.

Isabella caressed me for a while, then suddenly put down my clothes and said calmly, "Go prepare breakfast for my mother, she will be back soon."

"Yes, Ms. Rossi."

I ran away in a hurry.

Back on the first floor, I immediately hid in the kitchen, and at the same time a question popped up in my mind.

Could it be...that she has discovered me?

I lifted up my clothes and took a look at the area an inch below my left chest.

This is the place Isabella touched the most just now.

There are three moles gathered together in a triangle in this place.

Isabella is my fiancée.

We have lived together for twenty years.