Chapter 47 You're Jealous

Isabella and Maximo went out to the Collins' main mansion, she was nervous, and her spouse had noticed.

"Are you okay?" Maximo interrupted, noticing that Isabella seemed lost in thought. She nodded without much encouragement.

Maximus watched his hands; she squeezed them and moved them nervously. He held out his to Isabella's, squeezing it firmly to calm her. She looked at him in surprise, but Máximo had already looked away at the window, as if he wasn't doing anything.

Upon arrival, an effusive greeting from Maximilian surprised Isabella, while Maximo remained attentive and serious to his father's actions.

- Oh, dear daughter-in-law, you are beautiful! Your honeymoon was very good for you. Maximilian inspected her from top to bottom with a broad smile.

"Thank you, sir. Isabella replied shyly, approaching her spouse again and clinging to his arm, feeling somewhat uncomfortable with her father-in-law's attitude.

- Welcome, come into the room. We're chatting a bit before serving dinner. Maximilian invited warmly.

The couple entered, followed by Maximilian, a small group of people chatting casually in the room, some members of the Collins family that Isabella had seen before during her engagement party and her marriage.

There weren't too many guests, at most ten people, which reassured the young woman a little.

Everyone watched the celebrated couple as they entered, for this occasion Isabella was not attended by a team of stylists as had happened before.

Thanks to the previous makeup sessions she had been subjected to, she had learned the basics.

So, the young woman dazzled everyone with an almost natural beauty, wearing very little makeup and leaving her long hair down.

Isabella was wearing a sky-blue dress, with an hourglass cut to the knee, which had small, dropped sleeves leaving her shoulders exposed, medium heels and matching handbag.

At the very least, Isabella was grateful that her grandmother had sent her all the clothes she had bought for her to the apartment she shared with her spouse.

Emily looked up; a little swirl of annoyance invaded her at the sight of her sister-in-law dressed so elegantly. She ignored the newcomers, her father could force her to be there, but she was not willing to feign sympathy for the homeless woman.

After a few compliments and a couple of glasses of champagne, Isabella took a seat on an empty sofa, somewhat away from the guests, while Máximo chatted with a relative about business matters.

Isabella felt somewhat lost, she was not comfortable in that place, she began to look around and noticed something strange, she did not see Marian, Maximo's mother.

However, after thinking about it for a moment, Isabella ended up assuming that, perhaps, Marian was busy finishing organizing dinner, although her absence was still strange.

After a couple of sighs and some boredom, an elegant man dressed in a dark suit appeared at the door of the living room, Aiden made his entrance, and an instant smile formed on the expression of both cousins as soon as they saw each other.

Emily turned around when she noticed the arrival of a new guest and when she saw that it was Aiden, she felt a sudden startle in her chest, what was that guy doing there?, a tremor ran through her body, not to mention the tingling of butterflies in her stomach.

Emily immediately turned her back to him, suddenly concentrating her attention on a guest, what was happening to him, why did she feel so nervous with that guy, she couldn't like him, she refused to accept it.

But more importantly, who had invited the dog to dinner, for as she understood, the Sinclair family was not supposed to be invited, except for the homeless woman.

So, it had to have been her, the homeless woman's dead fly had the audacity to invite her cousin to a Collins family dinner, was she pulling out her nails? Who had allowed it?

Aiden saw the little princess's reaction sideways, her expression of surprise was priceless, although he did not like it at all, as he observed his cousin with suspicion.

However, he completely ignored Emily, he had promised himself not to continue with his game and that was exactly what he would do, so Aiden went casually, directly to greet his cousin in an affectionate hug and then, took a seat next to her to chat pleasantly.

The minutes passed; two faces of few friends watched the conversation between the cousins with dissimulation. Maximo and Emily could not simulate their displeasure at the situation.

On several occasions, Máximo wanted to get closer, he saw Isabella smile, almost to the point of laughing, something she had not done by his side and that bothered him, it made him so angry that he preferred to keep his distance, before making a show.

At the same time, Emily paced back and forth in the room, angry at how that man ignored her, according to her Aiden was surely planning to do something to him and that's why he was there.

However, no matter how much she tried to get her attention, not once had the dog turned to look at her, which had her indignant and irritated.

In the room, a sudden atmosphere of tension began to breathe, the bad mood of the Collins brothers was palpable.

So strong was the situation that it took a small gesture from Aiden for things to get slightly out of control.

When Máximo saw his spouse's cousin bring his face closer to murmur something very close and then saw her smile, he couldn't take it anymore and walked with a firm step towards the sofa where they were.

Aiden and Isabella raised their faces, finding the well-known frown of Maximo.

"Isabella..." Maximo growled under his breath.

"Yes?" Is something wrong? She asked, surprised.

"I want you to come with me." You should be chatting with all the guests, not spending the night telling secrets with your cousin.

"What?" She looked at him confused.

"What do you mean, Collins?" Aiden got up from the couch, uncomfortable, as he understood what was going through Maximo's mind.

“I say I don't like that they are so close, it doesn't seem appropriate to me. Máximo replied, while Isabella looked at them from her seat, perplexed.

"Appropriate?" Again, with that little word..." Aiden smiled to himself. "Well, more than appropriate, I think you're jealous. Aiden murmured, with a mocking smile.

"Am I jealous of you?" Don't be an idiot. Máximo raised an eyebrow, arrogantly, although inside he felt that the flame of the lattice was growing.

"Yes, jealous, and I could swear you've always been jealous." You've liked my cousin for a long time, haven't you? Aiden declared, with a mocking smile.

Isabella opened her eyes wide, detailing her spouse's reaction, was he really jealous?

Not only that, by the "always" Aiden said, did she mean that her spouse had been interested in her since before the marriage, when they were still on the cruise?

Máximo clenched his fists, wanting to erase that ridiculous smile from the face of that unpleasant guy. Isabella got up somewhat scared when she noticed her spouse's expression and immediately, she clung to Maximo's arm, because it seemed that things were not going to end well.

"Max?" Isabella called him, nervous.

He looked down, meeting his spouse's beautiful eyes with a spark of fear, Maximo's rage disappeared in an instant.

Máximo looked around, it seemed that everyone was watching the situation with disguise.

"Okay..." Isabella murmured. "If you want, let's talk to the others for a while..." She looked at her cousin. "Aiden, excuse us for a moment?"

"Don't worry, cousin... Maybe I need another drink. He replied by raising his empty glass.

Aiden turned around and went to the door that led to the entrance room, from there, he turned to look at the couple, Isabella and Maximo were already talking to other people, she was still squeezing her husband's arm, she smiled tenderly at him, her eyes shone in a different way when she saw him.

Definitely, her cousin had fallen in love, and it was time for her spouse to realize that she felt the same.

From that place and being alone, Aiden smiled again, although Maximo didn't like him, the boy really wanted his cousin to finally be happy, because he had the fervent idea that, after everything Isabella had lived, she deserved it.

With that thought, Aiden turned on his heels to look for a way to get to the kitchen, where some waiter could serve him something stronger, because those trays with pure champagne were no longer liking him.

When suddenly an alternate door in the entrance room opened and someone grabbed him by the sleeve of his jacket, pulling him into a small closet that was already familiar to him.

The door slammed shut and in the dim darkness, Aiden met Emily's suspicious look, he swallowed thickly, he had told himself that he would not look for her anymore, but it seemed that the universe wanted to tempt him, while he was squeezed with her, in that small and dark room.