He frowned, but before he could speak, Isabella dropped to her knees, tears brimming.
“Miss Scott, please don’t make things difficult for Daniel. Yesterday, he only slept in my bed because he was drunk after fighting with you.”
I laughed softly.
She cowered behind him as if I were a monster.
The sight stabbed at Daniel, and he gently pulled her up, his voice full of pain.
“Isabella, don’t kneel to her. Emma loves me too much to cancel the engagement. She’s just putting on a show because there are cameras here, so she can complain to my father later.”
For the first time, I felt disgust toward him.
“Daniel, you really think too highly of yourself. Who said I wanted to marry you?”
I brushed past him coldly.
I thought he would finally understand. But suddenly, he grabbed my wrist.
For the first time since our break, he touched me of his own accord.
“If you won’t marry me, who will you marry? Emma Scott, if you apologize to Isabella right now, I’ll keep my word and make you my wife.”
Isabella’s face turned pale, her head shaking.
“Daniel, I’m not worth such a sacrifice.”
But Daniel looked at me as if I had dishonored him.
“I’ve already agreed to marry you, and you still won’t apologize to Isabella?”