Isaac now walked closer to Celia; he knew her hand showed her fear.
Isaac touched Celia's wrist. He hoped she could realize what he meant.
"Don't make me laugh. Celia, I'm sure you know it is your sister's fault. If it wasn't because she was on the side of the enemy, I wouldn't have to kill her with my two hands."
Celia swallowed her saliva; she knew Isaac was now closer to her.
Celia felt Isaac touching her hips; it looked as if he wanted to bring her into his arms.
"Y-You! Don't you know what you did to her?! At night, you even dare to sleep with my sister! Do you want to avoid my question!"
Isaac did not understand how to tell him; he knew he was the person who had formed a habit with Isabelle.
Isaac could not hold back his stupid face; he seemed to think that his actions were stupid.
Isaac knows Isabelle is a beautiful woman, but he chose to forget the problem.
