chapter eighteen

ISABELLA’S POV

After the scene at work that night, Friday morning I tended my resignation letter without a second thought. I didn’t wait for it be either approved or rejected before I fled while I still can with my life still intact. The head of the staff had asked me why but I kept my reason to myself. Good thing he promised they will wire the rest of my pay to my account and warned that my work details remained secret.

The moment I stepped my feet into my house, I let out a huge heave of relief.

Camilla was already home on my arrival.

“Babe! You really couldn’t wait to see me that you left work so early?” she squealed excitedly and jumped into my arms.

I just stood motionlessly as she hugged me. I was scared and sad. Scared that I saw what I probably should have never seen and sad it was whom I never expected it to be. Or maybe it was just me that chose to not see it even when it was clearly there. It all made sense now. His extreme stiffness and arrogance.

Isabella, what have you g