The Real Mistress
Nerissa walked more steps towards her.
Isabelle didn't move at all.
"Stop pestering our marriage, Isabella."
"Pestering?" Isabella scoffed.
"If I am not mistaken, you might be the one who pestered our marriage when I got kidnapped. Just come to think of it, Nerissa... You took the opportunity of my absence to steal my husband from me, or...you might be even planning to do that even I am just still her girlfriend," Isabella said. Nerissa froze. Then, she chuckled lightly, trying to sound like she's not affected by her words.