The next day...
Early in the morning, Isabella had prepared breakfast for Hunter with Carol's help. She arranged breakfast with cinnamon rolls, lemon tea, and apple pie.
"Ma'am, he was very angry last night," Carol said.
"It's my fault," Isabella replied, then sighed, looking at Carol. "The situation is confusing. I think I need advice, and only you can give it because you understand my position. I don't have the courage to tell anyone else... I can't just trust anyone," she continued.
"You can tell me, and I'll try to find a solution," Carol said with a warm smile.
Isabella glanced around until she saw Hunter entering the dining room with a cane, looking neat and fresh in a blue suit.
"Maybe we can talk after he goes to the office," she whispered, then greeted Hunter with a smile, while Carol quickly returned to the kitchen. "Hey... You don't need to use that damn cane now!" she said with a sweet smile.
