"I don’t feel sorry for you one bit."
Isabella wanted to scream in hysterical fury, but her upbringing wouldn’t allow her to throw a tantrum. Instead, she shot him a cold glance, her eyes filled with disgust, before turning to stare out the window.
Nathan felt a sudden wave of unease. He reached out to tend to the blood-stained puncture on her arm, but Isabella turned away, stubbornly presenting her thin back to him.
Her voice was cold enough to freeze a bull.
"Nathan, stay away from me. You disgust me."
Nathan froze, his hand hovering in mid-air. The atmosphere became tense and oppressive.
A while later, the blood test results came back.
As Nathan went to fetch the report, Isabella closed her eyes in despair.
Her blood type was identical to Victoria’s, and there was no way to e
