Chapter 722 - Seventy Hundred And Twenty-two: Torment Him For The Rest Of His Life (1/2)

The third point of view:

”That lunatic!” Isabella stomped her feet as she heard Julie's threat. She knew there was no way on earth Pedro's brain would split open on the first hit but he would get hurt and she wasn't inclined to see that red liquid spilling down his head right now, not when everything is going wrong. They were driving her crazy!

”At the count of one….. two….. three!”

”No!” Isabella didn't even know when the scream tore from her throat and she raced to the door.

”Her fiancé was crazy!” was the thought in Anabelle's head as she winced and shut her eyes just as Pedro banged his head on the...

”Huh?” Anabelle peered out through the gape in her fingers and saw Pedro's head on Isabella's palm that rested on the wall.

It happened that right before Pedro could bang his head on the wall, Isabella had already left the room with lightning speed and put her hand in the way.

Anabelle let out a huge sigh of relief and turned to glare at Julie that had a smug look on his face as if saying, ”Told you,”

Had Isabella not taken the bait, he would have really let Pedro get injured. She really wanted to slap that smugness off his face. However, didn't need to wish for that because Isabella turned her cold steel gaze on Julie.

”How dare you!” Isabella raged and strode over to Julie with malicious intent when Anabelle quickly put herself in between them.

”Hey, Isabella,” Anabelle chuckled nervously, ”He was only trying to draw you out!”

”Draw me out?!” She raged, ”He almost hurt Pedro!” Isabella was just about to shove Anabelle aside to get to Julie when Pedro quickly wrapped his arm around her stomach, burying his face into her neck.

”It's you, Isabella,” He cried.

With a deep breath, Isabella turned around in his arms and began to hit Pedro on the chest, ”And you! Are you an idiot or what?! How could you even think of doing such a thing?!”

However, Pedro only tightened his embrace, apologizing, ”I'm so sorry, Isabella. I'm so sorry,”

Isabella wanted to wriggle out of his embrace, Pedro was weakening her resolve with sympathy. The last thing she wanted right now was to show her weakness in front of everyone.

”Don't leave me please,” Pedro begged.

”Don't worry, I won't. We'd stay together so I can torment you for the rest of your life,” Isabella swore to him.

”Aww,” Julie sighed with fake infatuation, his hand resting on his chest, ”I can already imagine her killing him in her sleep,”

”You're not helping,” Anabelle scowled at him.

Isabella then turned to Julie, ”Take him away, he's drunk,”

”Huh?” Julie was stunned. After all his thinking and hard work, it only amounted to this? God, this was a huge disgrace.

Anabelle understood what was going on immediately, Isabella was about to break down and she never cries in front of others. Funny enough, she was the only one who had seen Isabella cry - twice.

”Ouch,” Julie finally reacted when he felt a pinch at his thigh and he turned to Anabelle who gestured to him to take Pedro away.

God, he didn't sign up for this.