"Isabella." His voice turned cold, and his expression darkened.
"What?" Seeing him angry, Isabella's own temper flared. She shouted back, "Why are you yelling at me?"
"You dare yell at me?" Ethan pulled her onto his lap and playfully knocked on her head.
His icy tone made her heart flutter with fear, and she stammered, "I-I-I... I just..."
"Speak properly," he ordered, glaring at her.
"I was just scared," Isabella pouted, adopting a playful, childlike demeanor.
"Troublemaker." Despite his words, seeing her act cute significantly improved his mood.
Isabella said nothing more and leaned against him, staying close until they arrived at the Moretti Family villa. Once Siyuan parked the car, Isabella moved off Ethan's lap. "You two head back. I'll call a cab or have the family driver take me home."
"Call me when you're done." His tone wasn't asking; it was commanding.
Isabella looked at his serious face and nodded, "Got it."
