But Isabella quickly composed herself, masking any sign of unease, and nonchalantly changed her shoes before heading upstairs. She walked past Nathan as if he doesn’t exist.
Nathan’s anger surged. “Isabella, stop!”
Isabella paused on the stairs, turned, and looked down at him.
“Is there something you need?”
“Where did you go this late? Shouldn’t you explain yourself?” Nathan questioned.
Isabella furrowed her brows. “I remember you saying earlier today that we should live our separate lives and not interfere with each other. So, where I go doesn’t seem to be your concern, does it?”
Nathan was taken aback.
He hadn’t expected her to slap him with such a reminder so quickly.
Before, he had been so sure that a woman like Isabella, without family wealth or status, could never find a ma
