ISABELLA.
Christian led us through the narrow corridor and towards the white door at tge end he opened the door and I could see myself sleeping peacefully on the huge bed that decorated the center of the room.
“Come in.” He told me but I still kept standing out of the bedroom. He turned around to look at ne with raised brow when I didn't do what I was told. “Well?”
“You get out. “ I muttered and stepped to the side while he furrowed his brows at me.
“What? Why would you think that I will get out?” He asked me, certainly surprised while I glared at him.
“Do you really think that I would breastfeed my son in front of you?” I asked him.
“Our son.” He corrected me. Lately he us obsessed in reminding me that Nova is his son too as if ill ever forget the fact. “And as i have said before
