Blackmailing His Runaway Bride by Dance-is-me (mobi reader txt) 📖

Isabella let out a huge breath as the panel got up and walked out of the room. 

"Isabella..." Mr. Richard tapped her gently. "Shall we leave now?"

"Mr. Richard?" Their eyes met. "Please I have something  to beg of you."

"I am all ears." The pitiful look on his face made her heart ache some more and that pushed her to make her desires known.

"Please don't tell Charles about the doctor's statement."

"But he will certainly ask, Isabella."

"But I don't want him to know." She almost cried. "Because of me, he has been dealing with so much stuff and I don't want to add to it with the loss I once suffered. I don't want him to share that burden."

"But what if he wants to? Isabella..." His hands clasped hers. "I know you mean well but at this stage, Charles won't mind sharing any of your burdens. He is already crazy about you and your request won't stop him from doing or getting what he wants."

Isabella sighed while she tried hard to push back her tears. "Can you just please, try not to tell him for now? I won't be able to face him if you do."

A few seconds of silence ensued. "If that's what you want... fine. Shall we leave now? Charles must be waiting for us." 

"Sure," she said.

As they both got up, Gabriel walked over. His eyes bearing danger, Isabella just had to take a step back before he could stupidly act out.

"Do you think you are winning already? " He moved even closer and the offensive stench that came with that motion was more reason for her to walk out of the room. Without a word or even a glance at the bellowing man, she manoeuvred her way out of his sight, her lawyer protectively walking behind her.