The Woman in the Bed of the Capt: The Beginning
#22
“Come on Ivon! You don't put on a face like that anymore!” Isabella cried while looking at her best friend.
“Don't call or call me Isabella again! I'm mad at you!” Ivon answered and turned his face the other way. He was lazy to look at Isabella's face at this moment. The natural beauty that Isabella possesses does not make Ivon's heart a creature born in the embodiment of a shaky male.
“I promise! Next time I'll call you or Thalita.” Persuade Isabella.
“So you expect something like this to happen again? Didn't he? Right like that?!” a set of anger came out of Ivon's mouth. And Isabella closed her mouth. He knew this was a good time not to speak one more broken.
The silent parable of gold is very much needed today.
Ivon looked at Isabella with a look of disbelief and confusion.
“Bella!! I still can't believe you didn't call me ! Okay then! Suppose you forgot your best friend who turned this, but Thalita? Why didn't you call her, too???” Ivon cried out. Isabella's taste wants in her unyel-unyel as she can.
“I don't-“
“STOOP! Don't give any more excuses! I'm not in the mood to hear any reason after an event of this magnitude happened beb!” Cut Ivon fast, and Isabella shut her mouth tight again.
Isabella knew that Ivon this time was really upset. Isabella was used to piss Ivon off, but this time Ivon's level was higher than the seventh heaven. If the sky is seven layers then Ivon's annoyance is at the eighth or ninth tier.
“Like his free I defend myself at this time! Ivon definitely won't listen to her.” Isabella murmured in the heart. Moreover, Ivon knew his lapse a few days after the event occurred.
And knew it because of Ivon's acquaintance. NOT FROM MULU ISABELLA DIRECTLY! So Isabella was a little able to convey Ivon's wrath on her.
“Brruk!!” The sound of expensive bags being thrown on the table by Thalita.
“Have you scolded her Von?” Thalita asked as she folded her hands on her chest.
“I just haven't patched it and ate it! If only just scolding her I did before I even got to the restaurant.” Spray Ivon with a sharp eye on Isabella.
“Good! Then, it's my turn!” Thalita landed her ass on the chair next to Ivon. He was deliberately looking for a position where he could instantly lock his gaze with Isabella's gaze.
“We start.......” His speech beat the police BAP.
“Oghey! Starting from this second there will be a combo rampage!” isabella murmured in the heart.
Isabella looked at the two creatures in front of her. Both of them look ready to mem - BAP Isabella right now.
" Can I have a cup of coffee? Like it's gonna be a long time. " Speak her while putting on the best puppy eyes she's got.
"No!! " Answer Ivon and Thalita simultaneously.
"alright. After all coffee is not good for magh!" isabella's great-grandson who can only resign at this time to hear a long sermon from this deadly duo.
