In her whole life, she had never been so nervous, feeling sorry for her poor little heart that was tossing and turning, never at peace for a moment.
She felt that if this went on, her heart would be in trouble sooner or later!
Just when Isabel was about to go crazy and couldn't pretend to sleep anymore, Percy Stanton suddenly sighed softly and rolled off her, lying down next to her.
Isabel couldn't quite understand what Percy was thinking, nor did she know what his actions meant at this moment, but her whole body was tense and on guard.
Percy lay next to Isabel, gazed at the ceiling above, his body filled with powerlessness.
He's not a fool; he can understand her every move and what it means.
After all, his words just now were so direct and clear.
She knew he was confessing his feelings to her, but she was avoiding it.
What this represented, he understood too.
She didn't want to hear it.