Instantaneously, Nicholas was lost for words. His fingers move, wanting to touch Isabella on the other side of the table. Somewhat, this part of him that feared she’d walk out if he couldn’t answer her immediately.
“I thought so…..that I can seek some answers from you since everyone else in the mansion couldn’t answer me about your past.” Isabella took the courage to speak again, barely moving. Her eyes set on the tableware while she well-managed her tears.
“But if it was something I’m not allowed to ask or to know, I understand. I didn’t mean to bring all of these in front of you right now, and–”
“She was my ex-wife, Mon Amour….forgive me for not telling you about her.” It was now Isabella’s turn to be shocked.
She felt like her heart had been pierced by something thinly sharp thou
