She watched as the smile on Isabella Harrison's face froze for a moment.
Then she gave a bitter smile, "I'm feeling sad and upset, but rather than crying hysterically like a coward, I might as well... might as well vent in another way..."
Her voice gradually choked up, and tears poured out unexpectedly, falling straight to the floor and splashing into droplets.
Isabella quickly covered her eyes with her hand, "These things... are a bit unruly."
Arabella Vanderbilt's eyes also reddened, how can tears stop just because you want them to?
She stepped forward and embraced Isabella's body, biting her lip and forcefully restraining her emotions.
"Arabella, do you think he missed the flight, so he has to take the next one back? ... But shouldn't he have informed me? Even a text would be enough..."
"Or is he joking with me? But he has never been one to joke..."
Arabella didn't speak, leaving Isabella to question and answer herself.
She gave herself the most realistic, cruel answer.
