Enric Garcia's brain went completely blank.
Two huge words exploded in his mind.
It's over.
He didn't dare throw her away.
But he couldn't push her off either, because both of his hands were busy holding her.
In that instant, everything clicked into place.
Pregnancy.
Abortion medicine.
Stomach pain.
All lies.
This woman had planned this from the beginning.
Damn it!
These two people were terrifying enough on their own—
And now he was stuck between them.
Especially Isabella Cruz.
If he tried to explain now…
Would Victor Steele even believe him?
Meanwhile, Victor Steele hadn't moved at all.
He stood there like a mountain, completely still.
But the coldness in his eyes could freeze steel.
He watched the two people locked together in silence.
And Isabella Cruz…
Acted as if he didn't exist.
She even opened her mouth slightly and playfully bit his cheek.
When she finally turned her head, a faint smile curved at the corner of her lips.
