••• Isabella’s POV •••
I thought I would feel hurt when facing him. I thought I would feel the same pain as before when I caught him and Chloe red-handed. But no. The only emotion I felt was anger, that was why I snapped at him instead of breaking down crying.
“Baby.” He reached out, but I side-stepped him, which made his face fall.
“Baby, let me explain. Please.” The desperation in his voice nearly made me want to listen to him, and he used the split second of my hesitation to pull me into his arms.
I froze before struggling with all my might.
‘Shhh, baby…” I smelled his scent, which was usually able to calm me, but now just made me sick. Because of how he pressed my face into his broad chest, I could smell Chloe’s cloying scent. It was all over him.
“Let me go!” I yelled and tried
