Chapter 109 How Can He Hate Her

Isabella watched Queenie walk away, her heart sinking with despair and anger. How could someone be this cruel? "Queenie! Don't walk away! If you treat me like this, Theodore will hate you too!" Queenie paused at the door, smirking with contempt. "If he really cares about me, he'll forgive me no matter how awful I am. But if I don't matter to him, then why should it matter if he hates me?" "Queenie!" Isabella shouted, but Queenie didn't look back and just opened the door of the private room. Isabella's heart sank to the bottom. It was the same feeling she had the last time Nathan had set her up, but back then, Theodore had arrived just in time. Tonight, no one knew she was out. Even if she died here, would anyone notice? Just as she was losing all hope, Queenie suddenly stopped and began backing up. Step by step, her hateful glare shifted, now laced with fear. It was as though someone outside had terrified her and was driving her back. Isabella became hopeful again. Who was it?