Chapter 359 - Three Hundred And Fifty-nine: Vengeance For Isabella (1/2)

The third point of view:

Isabella was freaking mad, In fact, the anger she was feeling inside was so much she let out an anguished scream; it was so frustrating!

She had fought in public today like one of those shameless women. Why was she behaving this way? It was as if when it comes to issues correlating to Pedro, she loses all common sense - and she hates it. Love wasn't stupidity.

However, today, when she saw that girl touching him, she lost it. But before that fury, she had felt one other emotion; Fear. What if Pedro liked that girl better and goes after her? What If he abandoned her amid his promises and what they've gone through?

Hence, that fear mixed with the anger made her see red at that moment. How dare that girl touch what belongs to her? That had been her thought.

”Aaaaah!” Isabella screamed, she wanted a release. She was one of the most intelligent girls out there but where was her intelligence when she needed it? She had simply disgraced herself.

Isabella's attention was drawn to the door when she heard a click and someone walked in. She turned out of curiosity, yet froze when she saw Pedro standing right there.

”Isabella,” He breathed with a pained expression.

”What are you doing here? Get out!” She roared, unable to stand him right now.

”Isabella, listen to me!” he was still saying when the girl grabbed the pillow on her bed and hurled it at him - thank God, it was a pillow.

”Get out of here,” she tossed the pillow at his face yet it infuriated her more when he caught it. He should have let it hit him!

”Just let me explain,” He pleaded, still holding the pillow as some sort of shield from whatever attack she would throw his way next - you never know.

”Explain my butt!” She threw the second pillow at him, ”You must be so excited out of your mind that two women are fighting over you?!”

”What?! No way!” He was horrified by her comment. He would never think that way - but inwardly, his male ego was stroked a little. What the hell was he thinking?

”Liar!” Isabella abandoned the use of pillows since she couldn't find any anymore, choosing to go with her fists this time.

”I'm not lying for Christ's sake. It's all a misunderstanding,” He dodged a blow she sent his way, at the same time she kicked him.

Pedro was thankful he had sparred with her before hence knew when he dodged her fist that she would try with her foot. He at once dodged the kick with the pillow - which had become his favorite.

”You had so much time for Miss

”Misunderstanding” yet you didn't even bother to call your girlfriend for a whole day?!” Remembering that she had spent time worrying for him fueled her anger the more. All those while she was filled with anxiety, he was having fun with his ”Misunderstanding”.

”Bullshit! I called you countless times but you didn't pick up!”

”What?!” Isabella couldn't believe her ears. She never received any call from him unless he had called when she had been knocked out by those kids! Damn her siblings!

There was a thoughtful look on Isabella's face and Pedro took advantage of that momentary distraction to push her; he quickly pinned her down to the bed.

”Even with that, it doesn't dismiss the fact that I caught you flirting with another woman!” She still barked at him, struggling to be freed from his clutch.

”I wasn't flirting with her, Isabella. She's the one who likes me, I don't,”

”Oh,” It dawned on Isabella, ”She has moved to the confessing part?” Isabella sneered, ”You must have been so touched by her romantic confession that you began to gauge the both of us, right? No, tell me you didn't think of -”

Pedro swooped down and silenced her with a kiss. However, no matter how romantic this was, Isabella knew this was his tactic to keep her from telling the truth.

Thinking he had gotten her under control, Pedro was stunned out of his mind when she flipped him over, staring him down with those blazing amber orbs.

”If you think this pathetic act of yours is going to deceive me, then you're in a for a huge -”

”I love you!” He announced before she could finish her words.

”Huh?” Isabella was stupefied.

”I love you, Isabella!” He said one more time.

Isabella froze like a popsicle, her heart slamming against her chest with a resounding thud as if she just ran a hundred kilometers. She blinked twice, what did she just hear?

It was as if he sent a code to her brain that scrambled her logic and Isabella was still trying to comprehend this confession when Pedro leaned forward and captured her lips in a kiss once more.

This was a distraction, common sense told her but she kicked it out of the window, choosing to respond to this passionate moment. Their lips moved against each other, relishing his taste. In no time, the passion ignited and both couldn't keep their hands off each other.

Meanwhile, outside the door, the triple trouble had been eavesdropping, waiting for that moment when their sister kicked Pedro's ass and tossed him out of the door, however, the once noisy atmosphere became strangely quiet - not that silent like a graveyard, but they couldn't comprehend a thing.

”What happened? I can't hear a thing?” Ailee pressed her ears up against the door yet came up with nothing.

”Do you think Isabella has killed him?” Neon gasped from his own realization.