Chapter 28

Nicholas stepped closer to the bed, his eyes narrowing at Isabella's action of covering her body.

"How have you been?" he asked.

"Me? I—I have been well! Perfectly well...Nicholas," she added the last word after a moment of thought, as if she was wondering if he would be annoyed by that or not.

"I could tell. I've been here earlier today and I must say, you seemed to have enjoyed yourself during my absence," he murmured, his tone laced with sarcasm.

Isabella, however, didn't notice anything wrong with what he said.

"How was y—your trip?" she stuttered, clenching and unclenching her hand that tightly gripped the sheets.

"Hectic, as usual. Though this one was particularly worse since someone refused to pick her calls or even return the calls she missed for two whole weeks."

"Ah... I'm sorry for that. I was...Busy and uh—I did..." Isabella stopped talking when Nicholas took another step closer to the bed. If he took one more, he would be right beside her. And he did.

"I heard about the p