Chapter 133

When Olivia knocked on the door, Isabella had just peeled off a face mask. The woman in the mirror had skin so fresh and soft it looked like it could drip water, but that flicker of resentment and bitterness in her eyes ruined the whole delicate vibe. She was pissed. Last night, she had put on the new lingerie she just bought, mustered up all her courage, and knocked on Elias's room door. She'd practically spelled out "come seduce me" on her forehead at that point. But Elias? Still cold as ever. Didn't even glance twice at her sexy curves, barely said a word, and slammed the door in her face. Isabella's eyes stung with embarrassment right then. She was mad and hurt, but had to suck it all up. She couldn't afford to blow up at Elias. Inside, she was burning with hatred toward Emma. She'd gone through all that trouble to "take" Elias away from her-and yet the guy was still head over heels for his ex, treating his fiancée like air. Sometimes, Isabella wondered-what did Emma have that she