Chapter 1030

The next second, Isabel felt her body suddenly lifted. She gasped and instinctively wrapped her arms around Anderson's neck. The overwhelming strength emanating from him made her blush. Her eyes traced his sharp, chiseled jawline, her heart pounding as if it might leap out of her chest. With just a few steps, they reached the bed that had already been meticulously prepared. The room's temperature seemed to rise steadily, infused with a faint, intoxicating fragrance. She finally got to this moment she had been waiting for. As her body sank into the softness of the bed, Anderson leaned over her, his shadowed eyes calm and unreadable, void of any desire. When his movements paused, Isabel's heart surged with urgency. "What's wrong?" she asked. From the hallway came the sharp cry of a child, and Anderson's gaze flickered slightly as he cast a brief glance toward the tightly closed door. Fearing he might once again find an excuse to leave—something he had done more than once—Isabel