Chapter 90: He Mustn’t Find Out

Even though Alex had tried all his best just to push James away, James still refused to leave as he stood there waiting for Isabella to answer him. Even Mirabel had no option. She had no choice. She knew that they could not escape it anymore. They could not continue to pretend anymore. And now she had to give James a chance to talk to Isabella. She just hoped that Isabella would not make a mistake or say anything wrong. That would be the only way everything would be solved. 

Mirabel stood up and slowly walked towards Isabella as she placed her hand on Isabella's shoulder, having a sign of exhaustion. “I can't push you away from him for too long, and I can't continue to argue with him. Neither can Alex. We have been dealing with him now for minutes, yet he refuses to leave till he talks to you. I know there is something he wants to say to you, but you don't remember. All you just have to do is answer his question with a question,” Mirabel whispered to Isabella, who was still confused.

“Who is he? How am I not remembering anything about him?” she questioned as Mirabel felt even more frustrated. If only Alex could understand. If only James could understand that she was not in a position to even discuss anything with him because anything he says to her would just be empty words in vain. She wouldn't be able to recall or understand anything.

Mirabel turned to James, who still had a steadfast stare as he was waiting for his chance to talk to Isabella, and then she turned back to Isabella. “I know you don't remember him, and you know nothing about him. And of course, there is no way for me to give you memories of him because I don't know much about what happened between the both of you. But now can you at least just do me a favor? Just one favor. At least give his questions a question. Don't just give him that answer that he wants. Don't give him that chance that he wants. Don't let him know things, okay? Keep it a secret as much as you can. Tell him you are not in the mood to talk to him. You are not in the mood to interact. If he questions you about what happened, the incident, please try your best to keep it short.”

Mirabel warned as Isabella nodded. “Fine. It would be better if I even talk to him and let us clear the air between the both of us. That way, he would be able to leave and would not come back again,” Isabella said as Mirabel nodded. She signaled for Alex to excuse them as Alex let go of James but made sure to give him a threatening look, making him know that nothing must happen to her before he and Mirabel went up, leaving only Isabella and James standing in front of the door.

James slowly closed the door and still stood there as Isabella held her cup of milk awkwardly, staring at him as she batted her eyes quickly. James had missed her so much. If not that this was Alex's house, he would have rushed over and immediately given her a tight hug and even kissed her at that moment because looking at her, he had missed her so badly. But he could not do any of that and instead just stood at a distance staring at her. 

Staring at Isabella, it felt like he was looking at an utterly different person because she was not the way he had always wanted her to be. She was now looking at him differently. That affection that she had for him was slowly vanishing away. He could see it in her that she was not the same Isabella that he was in love with, the same Isabella that he would go crazy for. This was a different person. She did not even have that oath of feelings in her eyes as she stared at him. If it was before, despite any argument or fight between the both of them, she would still want to hug him or at least even touch him or tell him how much she missed him. But here she was, just standing like a statue, not ready to say anything to him.

He cleared his throat and slowly walked towards her. But the two steps he took forward, she took hers backward, like she was scared, which made James even more suspicious. “Why are you running away from me? I just want to talk to you,” he questioned as she groaned. “I know. I know you won't talk to me. Can we just talk at a distance? I don't have much I want to say, but because you keep insisting you want to have a one-on-one conversation with me, that is the reason why I am still standing here. So can you just tell me what you have to say and let all this end?” she questioned, which made him feel even more frustrated.

“You can't run away from me forever. Why are you pushing yourself away from me? You belong to me. Okay? We promised each other that we would talk about everything. Why are you doing this?” he questioned her as she looked confused. She clearly knew that Alex was the one she was in love with because Alex had continuously reminded her about it, and even Mirabel had said the same thing. From the way Alex was so close to her, she knew that Alex was the one she was in love with. But staring at James, it felt like there was something wrong, something missing that she could not understand. 

But yet she quickly remembered the words of Mirabel that she should not say anything that would make him suspicious. “I don't know what you're talking about,” she muttered, instantly making James shocked but not in the way they had expected.