chapter Sixty

Third person point of view:

Isabella peeks through the window of the abandoned kitchen, watching How Roman teaches his wife how to cook.

A deep glare appeared on her face watching Irina with pure hatred.

She wished to wipe that smile off Irina's face.

'Why is she happy?' she thought.

'She shouldn't be happy.' she thought.

"What are you doing here?" A voice behind her asked who he made her get frightened to death. She looked back to see her aunt, Kira.

"Aunty Kira, you frightened me to death." She said breathlessly.

"What are you doing here?" Kira asked again.

"Nothing, I was just passing by and I happened to see the two of them inside this kitchen." Isabella mumbled.

"Is that why you are so scared? I was also coming to see them anyway. What are they doing?" Kira asked her niece.

"Roman is teaching her how to cook." Isabella reported to her aunt.

"I thought about it. I knew the girl can't cook. Roman has been helping her all along." Kira scoffed.

"Lower your voice or they will hear us