"I know. There's no one else, just you and me."
Nathan said as he pushed me toward his car.
As expected, Isabella couldn't sit still. She pushed open the car door and leaned out. "Nathan, Juliana just shoved me, and I think my wound reopened. I'm scared to go to the hospital alone..."
She looked at Nathan with a pitiful expression, but when her eyes met mine, there was a hint of smugness.
"This..."
I scoffed internally. Isabella's acting was still as bad as ever, yet Nathan and the rest of these fools always fell for it.
"If that's the case, Mr. Everett, you should take your sister home. I can go back on my own."
I turned my wheelchair, ready to leave, but to my surprise, Nathan refused Isabella.
"No. Juliana isn't in a convenient situation. I'll take her home. You have a driver, a
