Chapter 32

Isabella felt her heart thumping against her chest. It hurt as it kept trying to find a way to survive the turbulence that just hit it. Abruptly halting her steps which had taken her farther from Charles's room, Isabella silently begged her heart to stop aching so much. But her mind added salt to the wound and replayed the shocking image she had just witnessed. And she recalled how she heard Charles telling his secretary who was naked as he was to stay still. Was that how it was? Did Charles help her out with the assurance of marriage when in fact he had his secretary to fuck as he pleased? But why? If she were to judge based on what she saw, then, Charles's offer to help her was nothing but a scam. Was that his form of revenge? Isabella wondered as she patted her chest. If it was, it was hurting so much and frankly, Isabella never knew she could feel such pain. But then, could she complain? Charles probably still wore the pain he felt years ago on the sleeve of his heart. A