Fated Marriage Spoiled by My Ice Billionaire novel Chapter 16

Isabelle stood frozen in place, and her hands twisted together nervously.

"You little punk, did you piss her off?" Theodore sat in the passenger seat, muttering curses under his breath.

"You finally find yourself a gorgeous girl like that, and you can't even open your damn mouth?"

Damian stayed silent the entire time and kept his expression dark while his grandfather ripped into him.

"Look at yourself. How old are you now? You're still holding out for that ex-girlfriend who's never coming back, and for what? You think she's even looking back at you?

"When are you gonna drop this stubborn streak of yours?"

"Grandpa, I don't like her," Damian said suddenly, and his eyes looked distant.

Theodore shot back, "Don't like her? You think I'm blind? If you don't like her, why'd you talk to her for so long? Why are you sewing buttons on damaged clothes if you don't like her?

"Don't you have that whole cleanliness thing going on? That jacket costs over a hundred grand, and you just threw it over her shoulders. But you wouldn't do that for me, would you?"

The car pulled into the parking lot next to the estate, and Damian figured that stubborn woman would turn around and leave. But she followed them inside instead.

Their eyes met, but neither of them said a word. Theodore saw what was happening and made himself scarce.

That heavy gaze landed on Isabelle again, and a flash of light sparked behind his rimless glasses before disappearing just as quickly.

Who would've guessed that underneath all that polish and those fancy suits, he was this cold?

"Do you know what it means if you come inside?" Damian didn't walk toward her, but Isabelle could already feel the pressure bearing down on her from where he stood by the car.

She shook her head and took two steps back until her back hit the car door.

"If you come in with me, you're not leaving. Tonight it's just the two of us, one bed, and tomorrow, we're getting a marriage certificate."

Isabelle tried to keep her composure. "Heh, well... I'm already here..."

The words died in her throat.

Damian stared at her for several long seconds, and his expression grew even darker.

He swallowed hard and gave a slight nod.

"Does that mean you've made up your mind about becoming my wife?"

"I can pretend for today at least, so you won't be so embarrassed." Isabelle couldn't bring herself to look him in the eye.

"Should I thank you, then?" Damian looked like he was about to lose it, like she was driving him absolutely insane.

He felt like she was stringing him along, and there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it.

"Isabelle, if you haven't thought this through, I'm telling you to go back. I don't force things, and I don't do these messy, unclear situations." His tone was casual, but every word cut sharp.

Wait, what? He told his family we were together?

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