Crazy Deal's

Whose fault?

Early in the morning Isabell was awake. In addition to having to go to work, he is used to doing sports every day even if only just running in the morning for 10 to 15 minutes.

On the ground floor, he did not see the servants on the move. At dinner yesterday, his future father-in-law had explained that every Saturday night all the servants were closed. Speaking of dinner, Austin often glanced coldly at him during the meal. Whether it was his feelings alone or how, he had no idea what he felt he was uncomfortable with the way Austin looked at him.

Isabell out of the house to the park, he will only do light exercise even though he was tempted to jog outside the mansion.

Isabell set a timer on his phone. Jumping jack for one minute, as well as the squad, then he push up 15 times and run in place. After feeling the sweat on his body, he ended his exercise and returned home.

Isabell went straight to the kitchen. Take a break while enjoying the water. In addition to exercise, Isabell also never leaves breakfast. All these habits he got from the Palace that he occupied until this moment. If in the past, he and his adopted brothers will do sports together and their breakfast will be delivered also served. Even though the empress did not like her, there was still a special servant who served all her needs. But believe me it does not then make it spoiled and lazing. He often does everything on his own. What the queen told him about his independence. The servant's soul was embedded in him. Yes, in the end he did become a waitress at a branded clothing store.

Every time I remember the Palace, Isabell always felt a longing. Tartama to Philips Geonandes, his great foster father. The man who had generously given his last name to Isabell.

For two years he never returned to the palace. Every time his father contacted him, he always had a myriad of reasons to dodge the invitation. It looked very disobedient, but other than getting family in the Palace, he also got wounds there. The way the empress treated him was quite cruel. Though cruel, he swore that he did not hate the woman at all. It's all just a misunderstanding. The queen thought Isabell was the son of her husband's concubine. He thought the king was betraying. The fact was revealed after he was 17 years old 4 months 3 days, that no blood of Geonandes flowed in his blood. So, whose child is he? Isabell didn't want to find out.

After the fact was revealed, the empress began to soften to him, not treating him harshly anymore. The distance between them is still there.

Drrtt...

His phone vibrated the sign of an incoming call. Her smile expanded as she saw her father's number and photo plastered on the screen.

"Daddy..." His voice was shrill with joy. "I was just thinking about you and you called me."

I heard a low laugh across the phone. "Daddy heard a whisper if my daughter was missing me. All Daddy can do is call you. Thanks God, these electronic objects are indeed very sophisticated and helpful."

"Oh Daddy, I miss you too."

"Liar."

"Dad..." Isabell whining spoiled. "I'll see you on leave. Really."

"The last two years, you didn't even take your cut at all."

Isbell giggles shy. Things don't seem to go unnoticed by his father. He also knew that his father was still sending someone to look after him.

"Daddy heard you're now at your fiance's house."

"Yes, last night Mrs. Willson. How you doing, Dad?" Isabell got up from the chair, walked to the fridge to see what he could eat for breakfast. He took cereal, but found no milk. He turned around, walking towards the hanging sideboard. His hand reached for the closet door and the movement came to a halt upon hearing his father's reply.

"Okay, your mom's good too."

Isabell smiled, knowing immediately that the empress was near her father. His father always tried to make the relationship between the two become closer, although according to Isabell it is very impossible. There was a fear of his own that he felt for the woman.

"What about your waist? Is it still sick."

"Only if Daddy is too tired."

"Don't be tired then."

"Yes." Yeah."

"What about Mom, does her stomach acid still recur?"

"Your mother is already paying more attention to her eating schedule. Want to talk to your mom, Honey?"

"Oh, Dad, I really want to. I just have to go to the toilet. I have to shower, get ready and go to work. I miss you, I love you. Give my regards to Mom." Isabel disconnects the phone without waiting for her father's answer. Regretting his irreverence, he could only take a deep breath.

"Excuse me,"

"Arghhh..." Isabell squealed and reflexively turned around. His nose landed on an object so hard and sturdy. The fragrance was very good and tempting made his blood rustle unruffled. Slowly he looked up and found a face that was looking down.

"A-Austin.." His heart started to be unsafe. His phone in his hand even fell down without him noticing.

"Yes, I."

"Sorry..."

"Look easy. Now get out of the way, I need milk."

Dutifully Isabell immediately stepped aside without letting go of his gaze from Austin, precisely from Austin's plain chest. The man seemed to have just woken up. His hair was still disheveled making Isabell's fingers itchy to make it messier.

I just kissed that chest! My first kiss!!!

He almost jumped up in joy. Fortunately, he did not have the strength to move his legs.

Getting what he wanted, Austin returned to the dining table. Pouring cereal and milk. He shifted the milk box to the front of Isabell's bowl filled with cereal.

"Good morning" said the greeting in a lazy tone.

"Morning" Austin replied without looking at Darren who was crossing the kitchen into the coffee maker. "You missed dinner together."

"Yes, I had a meeting last night." Darren stepped back to take the cup. Crews! His feet stepped on something. He stopped to look at the thing he was looking at. His forehead frowned and in the next second he was taken aback.

"Arrggghhh, mobile!!!" Isabell ran and pushed him until the man lost his balance which made Darren reflexively reach out to pull Isabell away. Both fell to the floor with Isabell on top... Ops, not. with a very fitting lip position. Lips meet lips.

The two beads fiddled for a long while. Darren pushed Isaball out of his body.

"Arghhh!! It's disgusting!!" Isabell stood up and rubbed his lips roughly using the back of his hand. Darren didn't want to lose, the man even spat. The action made Isabell even more furious.

"W-what are you doing?!!"

"Hashing my mouth." Said the man calmly as he turned around to pick up the cup he needed.

"You think I'm unclean?!"

"My lips can't be touched at all. Stop yelling, you're so noisy."

"You destroyed my phone!"

"Only a fool would put a cell phone on the floor."

"That thing fell."

"Why keep it there."

"I forgot."

"It's not my problem then."

"Just kid!"

"It's not my fault."

"Who's fault?"

"It's you who forgot about it."

"Austin made me forget."

Austin, who was enjoying his breakfast, immediately choked. Darren and Isabell.

"Blame Austin then" said Darren lightly.