Chapter 12. A Replacement Bride

"You're a brilliant woman, Izabella," he replied, causing him to appear amused. 

A mocking smile appeared on her lips. That gives me the creeps.

"Save your breath for the fiery question which you might need later. I expect that you empty your plate so I can talk to you with sense," the man said and headed to the door. 

Her eyes followed the man.

"Wait," she called, and he paused at the doorway, his piercing blue eyes returning her gaze. "Who are you? Are you some philanthropist or-" 

"I am the owner of this house."

She waited for him to go on, but his bright arched brow seemed he was done talking. 

"Can you tell me why I am here?"

"As I've said, eat your food, and your questions will be entertained once you're in the right mind. You need it after that d***s were injected into your bloodstream." 

"H-how did you know?"

"I talked to the doctor who examined you. Now, be a good girl and eat."