ISABEL.
"No," he mumbled.
"What is wrong with you? Is it the question?"
"I don't understand your question," he said averting his gaze this time.
"But you responded with a 'no'?"
"Yes, because I have nothing to do with Amelia."
I knew there was something fishy going on or that had occurred probably in their past and Amelia was trying to ignite the fire again.
"Why does she care about you so much and the look on her face when she led the kids into the dining room? Well, I don't have to talk about this, it is not my place to."
"You have every right to question me, we are lovers Isabel." He breathed in. "Amelia is nothing but a housekeeper and that's all,"
I felt a little jealous, yeah, cause I have got feelings. I ignored him and stared out of the window.
"I'm talking to you," He s
