Chapter 22. Upset Beyond Words

Weston peered inside, his heart thundering in his chest with apprehension. Would she talk to him? He had committed a lot of crimes, but he had never been so nervous as he was now.

Isabella turned from her closet, and her eyes fell upon a fidgety Weston standing inside her room. Her mouth hung open on seeing him and not Hudson, as she had expected to see.

“Isabella,” started Weston nervously, but Isabella whirled around and turned her back to him, too hurt by his behavior to talk.

“Go back to your precious Fiona. I’ve nothing to say to you, Weston,” she told him, her voice hoarse and broken. She wasn’t ashamed of it. He should know how much his behavior had hurt her. She had expected Weston to believe her, but he seemed to trust Fiona more than her.

Weston crossed the distance between them and caught her arm, whirling her to face him. “She isn’t precious to me, Isabella. You are,” he whispered, his eyes looking deeply into hers. “I’m sorry for everything