After I Stopped Loving Him novel Chapter 160

Isabella sneezed a few times in a row. She just knew Natalie had to be talking behind her back, probably cursing her right now.

Ethan had yanked her out and pushed her into the car. He climbed in after her, and the driver, barely daring to breathe, took off as fast as he could.

Ethan sat in stony silence the whole way. His face was a storm cloud, and Isabella could tell that no matter how many times she tried to explain, he wouldn’t believe a word she said. So she didn’t bother. She just turned away and watched the city lights pass by outside, trying to calm herself with the view. Honestly, if she stared at Ethan’s face any longer, she might lose her appetite.

Fifteen minutes later, they pulled into the villa. Isabella blinked, a little surprised. The ride was over already? She hadn’t even gotten to enjoy Cabinda’s night scenery before being forced to face Ethan again.

Ethan jumped out first and marched straight into the house, not even glancing back at her.

The driver leaned over and whispered, “Isabella, what did you do to make Ethan so mad this time?”

“I didn’t do anything,” she replied.

“He looks furious. You really did nothing?”

“It’s not me. He’s just got a tiny heart and a bad temper. People who get angry all the time age faster, you know. He’s already five years older than me. If he keeps this up, by the time he looks fifty, I’ll still look twenty.”

The driver had no comeback for that.

Isabella climbed out of the car at her own pace and strolled inside like nothing was wrong. Once everyone was out, the driver hurried the car into the garage and clocked out for the night.

Inside, Isabella headed for the stairs.

“Did I say you could go upstairs? Come here,” Ethan called out, his voice cold as ice.

“Suit yourself. I’ll make mine,” Isabella said, disappearing back into the kitchen.

She cooked up some noodles and fried two eggs, then carried her food to the table and sat down across from Ethan. “Why aren’t you saying anything? I told you, I can hear you just fine. You didn’t have to wait for me to finish cooking before you started.”

Ethan shot her a glare, his eyes practically burning a hole through her.

“Ethan, your eyes are big enough as it is. If you keep glaring at me like that, you’ll look like a bull. It’s a little scary, honestly. Good thing I’m not easily spooked. Otherwise, I’d be charging you for emotional damages. Ten grand at least, and I’m not kidding.”

He finally broke his silence. “Shouldn’t you be explaining yourself? What happened back there? Was it you who threw juice on Natalie?”

Isabella slurped her noodles calmly. “Honestly, Linda had a point. There are security cameras everywhere. If you checked the footage, you’d know exactly what happened. The Adams Group owns part of the hotel, so getting the security footage wouldn’t have been a problem for you. Why didn’t you just check right then and there? Oh, right. Natalie told you to let it go. Guess she didn’t want anyone looking too closely.”