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Chapter 11

After throwing the little boy out of the room Dylan closed the door with a loud bang. Then he looked at Isabella and strode towards the washroom with an angry expression. Isabella watched him and bit her lower lip because she couldn t understand why he was angry so suddenly. Isabella got up from the bed and quickly wore Dylan s shirt. Then after a while Dylan came out of the washroom while wiping his wet hair.

His eyes fell on Isabella and he watched her for a while clenching his jaws.

"Take off. Didn t I tell you to not tower my fucking clothes. DON T TOUCH MY THINGS" Isabella gasped because of his angry voice. She looked at his furious face and she couldn t understand why he s angry. Wasn t he the one who covered her with his shirt? What s wrong with him now?

"Dylan, why? I m your wife. Why can t I just wear your shirts?" Isabella asked him with a trembling voice. She didn t want to provoke him but she wanted to know the reason.