When Isabella immersed herself in the shower, images of Nathan kicking Andrew and dealing with him flashed through her mind.
The Nathan she usually saw was so different from the second version she saw tonight. The first version was always like an angel around her, adorable, innocent and sweet. But the second version of Nathan from tonight … was powerful, dominant, ruthless and merciless.
The contrast between the two versions was astonishing.
For the first time, Isabella started to wonder what kind of life Nathan had lived before. Did he often get himself into fights? His kick seems like something only a man who usually fights can do. Perhaps he had been in trouble before.
In the end, it is no shame if a man knows how to protect himself. And Andrew, that scumbag, could use a kick once
