Isabella stammered, "I heard from the driver that you were drunk and came to take care of you."
"Who asked you to meddle in other people's business? Get out of my room."
Isabella stared at Eisner, who looked so unwelcoming, with her pupils slightly constricted.
"Eisner, how can you treat me like this? I'm Isabella, the one you've always cared about since childhood. Have you forgotten?"
Eisner didn't appreciate her concern. He shouted angrily, "Get out!"
He had a splitting headache, and those strange nightmares deep in his mind were tearing at him again.
He saw another Eisner pressing Isabella down and making love to her again and again.
"No, this isn't right. Stop it."
Eisner kept hitting his head against the wall, harder and harder each time.
He felt that there were some sealed memories deep in his brain, waiting for him to unlock them.
After hitting the wall with all his might one last time, he fainted and fell to the ground.
Before losing consciousness, he saw Lucy lying on the ground, naked and lifeless.
Eisner's heart felt as if it had been cut open with a knife.
"Lucy."
He reached out his hand towards her, but he couldn't touch her. Finally, he passed out.
While Eisner was suffering in his dream, Lucy was safe and sound in the Atlant family mansion.
She and Victor were staring at each other in her bedroom.
"There are many empty rooms in the house. Do you have to squeeze in with me?"
Victor's handsome face showed a bit of grievance.
"Lucy, on the first day after we got our marriage certificate, do you want to sleep in separate rooms? In the morning, the family members will laugh at me. How can I still have the face to live here?"
Lucy was amused by him again. "No, that's not what I meant."
"Then what do you mean? Please don't drive me away."
Looking at the pitiful - looking Victor, Lucy had no choice. He was right. They were legally married. They couldn't sleep in separate rooms forever.
As soon as she nodded and before she could say anything, Victor directly lifted the quilt and got into bed.
Lucy looked at him in astonishment.
But he was lying on the bed, waving at her. "Lucy, come here quickly. I'm so tired tonight. Let's go to bed early."
Victor had understood since childhood that it was useless to be overly concerned about face.
What he wanted was Lucy. What good was face?
After turning off the light, in the darkness of the room, Victor nestled in Lucy's arms and was very restless.
"Lucy, what perfume are you wearing? It smells so good."
"Lucy, your eyes are so beautiful. Can I kiss them?"
"Lucy, how do you take care of your hair? It looks so nice."
Because of his words and the occasional kisses, Lucy got goosebumps all over her body.
Finally, she couldn't stand it anymore and pinned Victor down, kissing his chattering mouth.
Victor's first time came quickly.
Both of them were stunned.
During the awkward silence, Victor's ears turned red.
To break the awkwardness, Lucy said something that made her regret it all night.
She patted Victor's shoulder and comforted him, "Well, it's okay. It was good in the beginning."