"Let me go!" Hunter shouted, trying to break free from Isabella's embrace.
"No!" Isabella exclaimed, glaring up at Hunter. "You need to control yourself. She must not see you walking!" she whispered harshly.
Hunter sighed, glancing at Debby, who had already reached the edge of the street and was getting into the taxi that had come to pick her up. He clenched his cane tightly, grinding his teeth, imagining how that woman had called his wife a bitch.
Isabella slowly distanced herself from Hunter, then looked back at the street, realizing Debby was gone. She turned back to Hunter, frustrated, even pushing him.
"You're such an idiot!" she snapped, then quickly went inside.
"How can you call me an idiot?" Hunter hurriedly followed Isabella, no longer pretending to limp. "I can't accept what she said, it was outrageous! She acted like Joe was the victim!"
