The bet.

"What the hell?" Isabella spat, rising to her feet. She had known that the bitch was pregnant.

Heck, the crazy woman had flaunted it before her at the damned ball, causing a mad scandal and a terrible turn of events. Isabella could as hell blame all that had happened on Kaitlyn.

If she had never tried to come between her and Seth, Isabella would have been oblivious to the brewing problems beneath her and would have continued to enjoy a happy, blissful life with Seth.

But Kaitlyn just had to ruin things. She had tossed some stupid ass pregnancy result in her face and sent Isabella running. Like a pathetic weakling. Perhaps she should have stayed, Isabella mused, watching the bitch in question sashay into the room. Perhaps she should have shown the bitch just who the boss was. But the thought of sharing Seth with some other woman, the thought that he did not belong to her and would probably never terrify her.

Isabella did what she knew best, she ran away from heartbreak as far as sh