These past few nights, Desmond's been saying he's busy. Now it's obvious—he's probably been hanging out with Isabella.
He's been brushing her off a lot lately. No doubt it's because of that manipulative vixen.
"Nora, what's up with your sister Isabella? She used to be so compliant, but now she won't even talk to you," Amelia asked.
"She's no sister of mine," Nora scoffed with a cold sneer.
—
Isabella was just about to head back into the room when a little kid suddenly clung to her out of nowhere, shouting, "Help me!"
Startled, Isabella looked down at the kid—a chubby-cheeked boy with big sparkling eyes. Way too cute to ignore.
A nurse reached out to pull him away, but Isabella stopped her. The kid was seriously adorable.
He instantly reminded her of the baby she n
