At this point, both Gabriella and Isabella fell silent.
Weeks ago, when Gabriella had kissed Isabella, she had already thought about what to do if Creis discovered them, and for that she had made many preparations.
She had even considered how to respond and gloss things over if they were caught red-handed while kissing.
Yet now, Gabriella was stumped by her mother’s question.
Asking so directly made it far too difficult to answer!
Mother, things like this are best not asked so directly…
Gabriella had originally intended to explain seriously, but her face was truly burning, so she could only turn her head away, unwilling to let Creis see her flushed expression.
“Miss Creis, things like this… between lovers they are not done that often…” Isabella said guiltily, after all, strictly speaking she and Gabriella did (meow~) every other day.
Whenever it came time to coordinate magic power, she would use the most convenient and quick method to help Gabriella—either touching her body with the magic in her tail, or simply kissing her.
It was both safe and convenient, and Gabriella liked it too.
Over time, coordinating magic power had turned into something strange.
Creis first remained silent for a while.
Just when the two of them thought she was looking for a roundabout reason, or was about to directly point out that the two of them had already done “private matters” between lovers.
Isabella suddenly said:
“Miss Creis, we… we actually… have already done it.”
This sentence had undergone Isabella’s careful consideration—there was doubt, probing, and also a sense of shame.
Then came another full minute of silence.
And during that entire minute, Gabriella kept wondering whether Isabella was joking.
But she quickly dismissed that childish notion, because her expression was so serious!
“You… what… do you mean?”
Creis’s voice came out in broken fragments.
Her brain had processed too much information in an instant and soon seemed to have “crashed” like a system freeze.
“Isabella, what exactly have you done with my daughter?”
“Gabriella and I… have already kissed.” Isabella looked a little embarrassed, yet she still insisted on saying it.
Isabella is actually pretty clever, isn’t she~!
After all, the matter of kissing, the things they had done, and the fact that Gabriella was already pregnant would sooner or later be known by Creis.
Taking advantage of the fact that Creis’s relationship with her was gradually easing, it was better to speak out as soon as possible.
Otherwise, when the truth descended, Creis might still go mad from being unable to accept it!
The word “mad” did not apply to Creis, nor did it mean Gabriella was willing to gamble… As expected, the Evil God was still the wiser one.
Seeing that Creis said nothing, Isabella spoke first once more:
“Miss Creis, have you and Lady Olivia also done it?”
“I… I…”
Creis’s face turned red all at once.
“We… we kissed… that’s right.”
“As expected of Lady Gabriella’s mother. The way you two blush is so alike—both so cute.”
Gabriella shot Isabella a puzzled look.
Wait, isn’t saying it like that a little too embarrassing?!
Creis’s reaction surprised Gabriella even more.
Not only did she not get angry, she was even being led around in circles by Isabella!
“Kissing… is… fine.” Although she had thought Isabella would be more straightforward.
Creis hung her head, her two small hands fidgeting restlessly.
“Kissing… feels good. I think… this kind of thing… is very normal…”
“Is that so? Is it because Lady Olivia often kisses you?”
“Y-yes, that’s how it is.”
Creis’s head seemed to have already started smoking.
She clenched both hands tightly.
Although it was not the first time she had felt shy, this time, in front of her daughter, she felt she had completely lost face.
“You and Olivia love each other so much—could it really be only kissing?”
Isabella pressed relentlessly.
“Could there not be something that goes further? For example, the things between spouses.”
“Ugh…” Creis completely lost her voice.
She was as speechless as a little girl being bullied.
As for whatever she had wanted to ask earlier, it was all stuck in her throat, because merely answering Isabella’s words was already enough to plunge her into more complicated thoughts.
She not only had no experience with matters of emotion like this, she had absolutely no theoretical foundation either!
The moment she began to think, she could not help recalling being kissed by Olivia, and the things they had done when pressed down on the bed.
Unexpectedly, Isabella had no intention of letting her off.
She even “pressed the advantage” and said: “If I want to do that kind of thing with your daughter, is it alright?”
Creis began to ponder again.
In a short time she thought of many things, yet no matter how she thought, she remained very nervous.
“Olivia and I are spouses. The two of you are not yet.”
“Didn’t Miss Creis promise me before?”
Isabella’s voice carried three parts of interrogation and seven parts of doubt, spoken in a coquettish tone.
In the end, Creis finally gave up.
“Then you still have to ask whether Gabriella likes you or not. Her love should be left for her to choose.”
After that, both Isabella’s and Creis’s gazes shifted entirely onto Gabriella, who was honestly lying on the bed.
It was as if they were saying, “Daughter, do not answer this question lightly!”
Isabella’s eyes were extremely fervent, while Creis’s carried a measure of scrutiny.
Gabriella was completely speechless.
Did these words really need to be said face to face? No matter how you put it, it cannot replace the existing results, right?
She had originally intended to refuse.
Yet the moment she thought of the pitiful expression that idiot Isabella would show the instant she heard a refusal, Gabriella changed her mind:
“Of course I like her. I like her, Mother.”
“If it is not true love, then it is impulse.” Creis said suspiciously, clearly deliberately finding a strange reason!
“It is true.” Gabriella did not know whether to laugh or cry.
“Young girls who fall in love all lose their rationality. Daughter, do not become a young girl who has lost her rationality.”
“Isn’t that still liking someone?”
“This is different. Daughter, you have not yet fallen in love. There is a strict definition here.”
“Mother, there really is no difference here, is there?!”
“There is a difference. Olivia told me so.”
“Then Olivia is an idiot, and you are an idiot too.”
Watching the two argue, Isabella wore an expression of complete victory, covering her mouth as she smiled.
Yet in the end Creis still did not refute the fact that Gabriella liked Isabella.
However, the topic still concluded with Gabriella’s “surrender.”
Still, Gabriella remained very curious.
Just what had happened between them that their relationship could become this good.