33 Mr. Joseph Washes the Dishesn/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Isabella saw that William was coming up to take her away and a crafty look came to her eyes. Isabella hugged Charlieâs legs and tears fell down his face, âGrandpa ... Donât blame Joseph. Itâs my fault....â
Charlie frowned, âIsabella, you donât have to defend him. I know Joseph has been doing evil in recent years, and I turn a blind eye to it. But Joseph even hit a woman, which is really damaging to the Wilsonsâ culture! So thereâs no way around it!â
âJoseph didnât hit me!â
Isabella howled, âWe wagered who would be the first to go downstairs to meet you, so we pulled and grabbed to stop each other. In the end, I didnât keep my feet before I rolled down. Grandpa, if you donât believe, you can check on Josephâs bruised face!â
Charlie looked at Joseph suspiciously and found that his face and ears were indeed red and swollen, and his clothes were a little messy. So Charlie asked, âAre you telling the truth?â
Josephâs eyes flickered as he looked at Isabella. Joseph wasnât sure why Isabella helped himself, but he still took advantage of it and said, looking guilty, âNo matter what, the joke is too much. I should be punished... Grandpa, you....â
âForget it....â
Charlie waved his and sighed, âIâm too nervous. I donât understand the games that you youngsters play. Iâm afraid that youâre the same as before ... Well, forget it. Help Isabella up and see if sheâs hurt.â
âYes.â
.....
Joseph helped Isabella up at once said with concern, âGerry, call the doctor over right now to check Isabella.â
âYes!â
âOh, no. Iâm fine. Really.â
Seeing that Gerry was about to leave as Joseph told, Isabella immediately fell into Josephâs arms and said, acting like a spoiled child, âHowever, you lost. Although I rolled down, I saw Master Wilson first. So darling, you still lost, didnât you?â
Everyone looked at Isabella who smiled broadly.
No one expected that Isabella was so airy that she would still think about the bet, even though she had her face bashed in.
Joseph looked into Isabellaâs crafty eyes, looked alert, and tightened his grip on her, saying âgentlyâ, âDonât be so fun-loving. Weâll talk about this later. Youâd better see a doctor.â
âNo, no. What if you cheat?â
Isabella smiled and said to Charlie, âGrandpa, I rolled downstairs to see you. I tried so hard for the bet. You must do me justice.â
Seeing that Isabella and Joseph made up, Charlie also calmed down. He smiled and said, âOf course. Tell me, what were you guys betting on?â
Isabella smiled sweetly, âActually, itâs very simple. Whoever loses will wash the dishes today.â
Everyone in the room was silent for a while.
Then they all laughed.
Charlie gave a hearty laugh, âFine! Fine! No wonder Joseph tried so hard! Itâs the loser who will wash the dishes! Well, I agree that Joseph will wash the dishes tonight!â
They had a nice and quiet dinner during Isabellaâs flattery.
Charlie no longer doubted the real reason for Isabella rolling downstairs.
However, Joseph was more vicious inside and out....
Sure enough, after dinner, Isabella reminded Joseph, âDear, donât forget to wash the dishes.â
Joseph couldnât help but break the silver spoon handle off....
Joseph washing dishes was probably big news in Wilson Manor. After dinner, Charlie happily had someone move chairs and sat at the kitchen entrance to watch it. William, Gerry, and more than a dozen chefs and workers in the kitchen were all crowded aside.
Everyone was curious and shocked.
Joseph changed into a simple dark blue sportswear. When Joseph stretched out his arms, two maids put on large aprons and sleeves for him and respectfully stepped aside.
William personally went forward to instruct Joseph who had never done housework on how to properly wash the dishes.
It looked like a grand occasion and others would think that they were serving Joseph to change into an imperial robe before he ascended the throne.
Some of them said, âMiss Isabella should be Mr. Josephâs Miss Right. Mr. Joseph is so recalcitrant. But he listens to Miss Isabella and is washing the dishes personally.â
Someone said, âWilson Manor is so big. Iâve only seen Mr. Joseph from afar. I didnât expect him to be so handsome. No wonder so many girls like him.â
Others said, âIsnât Mr. Joseph a good man who is a master of all sorts of trades?â
They were in the vein for gossiping about Joseph.
Isabella stood beside Charlie, rubbing his shoulders while triumphantly smiling.
Isabella laughed!
Looking at Josephâs handsome face as he threw in the towel, Isabella felt so good. Isabella knew well that she couldnât beat Joseph or contend against him....
But Joseph was afraid of Charlie.
Anyway, Isabella would get into trouble even if she deferred to Joseph. Joseph always wanted to get physical with Isabella. Then why did Isabella allow him to bully herself?
Rather than being sent back to the Smithâs and being beaten, it would be better to pretend to be lovey-dovey and let Joseph know that Isabella was not a pushover!
A sound rang out.
Just as Isabella was a bit smug, she suddenly heard a crisp sound of something breaking.
A bowl slipped out of Josephâs hands to the ground and shattered.
âIs Mr. Joseph injured?â
Everyone became nervous at once. When the family doctor, who had been carrying the first aid kit, immediately went forward to check, Isabella rolled her eyes.