Chapter 88 Isabella, Make Yourself Clear
Both of them were panting, clearly pissed off!
"Move!" Isabella, her face red, shoved him, trying to get him to budge.
Frederick just stood there, feeling like a cat was clawing at his chest. "Calm down!"
"If you don't move, I'll scream for help! You creep, get away!" Isabella struggled.
She tried to use her hands, but Frederick grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head.
She tried to kick him, but Frederick pressed his body forward, making it impossible for her to move.
Isabella, furious and humiliated, yelled, "Help!"
Frederick clamped his hand over her mouth, stopping her from shouting.
"Shut up! Yeah, I followed you today, but it wasn't about you, it was about Dennis! He loves your cooking, and I wanted to see what ingredients and seasonings you use."
He'd been tailing Isabella all day because of this.
Isabella shook her head, trying to break free, and Frederick warned, "I'll let you go, but if you scream, I'll cover your mouth again."
He let her go, and Isabella, still fuming, snapped, "Are you nuts? If you wanted to know what I use, you could've just asked! Or texted me!"
Frederick, even angrier, shot back, "Would you have told me if I asked? The moment you saw me today, you told me to get lost!"
"Do you even know why I told you to get lost?"
"What do I know? I just couldn't help but save you!"
"Are you calling me ungrateful? What right do you have to accuse me? Let me tell you, given what happened today, it's a miracle I didn't kill you on the spot! The only reason I didn't is because Dennis would be an orphan."
"You wanted to kill me? How is that not ungrateful? Why do you think I went to that abandoned building today? If it wasn't to save you, why would I go there?"
"I didn't need you to save me!"
Frederick was so mad he was panting. "I've never seen a woman as ungrateful as you. If I had known, I wouldn't have saved you and let them torture you to death!"
"I wasn't tortured to death by them; I was tortured to death by you! I've already died once, what more do you want?"
"Tortured to death by me? Explain yourself!"
"I..." Isabella's eyes reddened with anger.
If it weren't for the kids, she would have brought up the past and confronted him!
"You're not going anywhere until you explain yourself!" Frederick glared at her like a parent scolding a misbehaving child.
He believed he hadn't done anything unforgivable to Isabella.
At first, he did suspect her motives for approaching him, but it wasn't as serious as she made it out to be.
Torture?
If someone else heard this, they might think he had done something terrible to her!
Isabella bit her lip, glaring at him angrily, wanting to speak but not daring to, just fuming silently!
Not knowing how to resolve this, her phone suddenly rang.
She knew it must be Freya with Hugo, Justin, and Paul.
Thinking of Hugo and Justin, Isabella's eyes widened, and her heart leaped into her throat.
Frederick noticed and squinted. "Answer the phone."
Isabella shook her head, shaking it frantically.
The more she acted like this, the more Frederick thought there was something wrong with the call.
He reached into her pocket directly.
Isabella exploded. "You pervert, what are you doing?! Don't touch me!"
Through the thin fabric, Frederick could feel her burning skin. A strange look flashed in his eyes, but he quickly pulled his hand back.
He also took out her phone.
The screen displayed a contact name.
Frederick squinted and read aloud, "Sweetheart."
Sweetheart, Hugo!
"Let go of me, you bastard! How dare you touch my phone without my permission?! No manners, no upbringing! Give it back! Give me my phone back!" Isabella shouted.
"Panicking like this, if you don't want people to know, don't do it. If you dare to have a lover, why are you afraid of others finding out? Who is the Sweetheart?" Frederick mocked.
"None of your business! Give me back my phone."
"Shameless!"
"Whether I'm shameless or not has nothing to do with you. If you dare to answer my call, I'll fight you!"
It was a video call!
If he swiped to answer, Hugo's face, identical to his, would appear on the screen.
Then, they would discover each other.
She couldn't even imagine what would happen next!
Fortunately, just as Isabella was panicking, the call ended automatically.
Isabella's body went limp, and she gasped for air.
But the next second, the phone rang again!
The screen displayed: Sweetheart No. 2.
The sarcasm in Frederick's eyes was extremely apparent!
But this time, before Isabella could speak, Frederick suddenly let go of her and threw the phone back to her. "You're right, whether you're shameless or not has nothing to do with me. My request is simple, just take care of Dennis. I don't care about your private life, as long as you don't bring bad habits to Dennis, I won't interfere. If you take good care of him, you'll be rewarded. If not, don't blame me for being rude!"
As he said the last few words, Frederick's brows furrowed.
His eyes were full of threats and warnings!
But Isabella couldn't care less about that; she quickly clutched her phone to her chest, protecting it tightly, afraid Frederick would snatch it.
Sweetheart No. 2 was Justin; she couldn't take this video call right now.
After warning her, Frederick turned and left.
Isabella finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But, as misfortune would have it, she glanced and saw Justin at the end of the aisle!
Clearly, Justin had seen her too.
His eyes lit up, and he started running towards her.
Isabella was terrified; she grabbed Frederick, who was about to turn around, and didn't care that her phone fell to the ground.
She slapped Frederick's face with both hands.
This time, Frederick was angry. "What are you doing?"
Isabella glanced at the approaching Justin, stuttering, "Go this way."
"How? This way is a dead end against the wall!"
"You you you you..." Isabella didn't know what to do, her whole body trembling.
Frederick noticed something was wrong and saw a child running towards them.
He turned to look, but Isabella forcefully turned his face back, not letting him see.
The more she acted like this, the more Frederick wanted to see.
He pried her hands away and was about to turn his head when Isabella suddenly lunged at him!
She stood on tiptoe, trying to kiss him.
She didn't know how else to distract him, so she used this method.
Frederick was shocked.
In the chaos, Frederick accidentally fell onto the shelf behind him, knocking it over.
By inertia, Isabella fell with him.
"Mommy!" Justin was scared and rushed over.
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