Arabella Vanderbilt was placed on the bedroom bed, after which Joel Russo let go of her.
Then she saw him stand up, gaze lowered, looking at her for a moment, before he silently turned around.
He seemed to want to go to the balcony, but his tall body swayed slightly and didn't move.
He turned again, perhaps wanting to go to the restroom, but still didn't take a step forward.
Finally, he turned in the direction of the door, paused silently for two seconds, and then stepped outside.
Arabella watched his demeanor, feeling momentarily puzzled.
The bedroom door opened and closed again, and the room instantly resumed its chilly quietude.
The gray sheet coverings on the bed made her feel an inexplicable chill.
Silently staring at the firmly closed door, Arabella didn't make any moves, only blinked her eyes.
Based on her understanding of him, the pent-up temper from the west suburb would need some venting upon return.
She couldn't keep her promise, leading herself to get hurt.
