Chapter 52

YSABELLE

The wrinkle in the middle of his eyebrows is gradually coming out. My heart pounded frantically as I couldn't grasp the situation I was in. He ignored the twins' loud noise and strode towards me with heavy feet. He pulled me to the bathroom and locked the door.

After letting out a deep breath, he looked at me, confusion plastered all over his face.

"Answer me, Belle. Why do you have this?"

My lips trembled as I avoided his gaze, afraid that his rage would erupt just like what had happened before. My fingers fidgeted all together, contemplating telling him the truth.

Why did I not hide the document well?

I suddenly felt his warm hand, clasping on my anxious hands.

"I'm not angry because I know you won't do this." He calmly said.

He gently squeezes my hand, assuring me, and slowly soothes my nervousness.

"I-I found that... in Connor's office."

He gives me a questionable look. "Connor? Why does he have this? Did he make this up?" I sense irritation as he mentions Connor's name.