Quinn pressed Isabella firmly into his arms and stroked her back with his thick palms softly. "I'm sorry. I'm late," he said.
Isabella had never expected Quinn to show up at this time. For a moment, she felt that her nose was a bit sore, and tears rolled in her eyes.
Yet she would not allow herself to show weakness. She looked up at him and smiled, "Didn't you say you wouldn't be back until tomorrow? Why are you back early?"
Quinn could tell that she was merely acting tough, yet he didn't expose her. He simply exerted more force on his arms. "I came to take you home."
Isabella pushed him and lifted her head from his arms. "I've hurt someone, so I can't go back with you now. Go back to your business. I'll be fine."
She knew Alexander well. He would calm down after her being locked up f
