WITH TRUST AND REGRET

The next morning, the househelp politely came and woke Isabel up to come for breakfast. She tidied herself and went to the dining hall. To her uttermost surprise, her so-called husband was already there. She remained calm but was freaking inside, cursing him with everything she had. Nevertheless she still boldly went and sat down. Well a little bit further away from him. The asked her what she liked and she told her. She then realized the cook was the only young person excluding her and Carl. The cook was somewhere her age and something about the her seemed so familiar but she couldn't pinpoint it and eventually shrugged it away. Soon her breakfast was served. She tasted the food and frowned. Then she yelled at the poor cook

" Are you blind? Is this how you cook?"

The cook was astonished and slightly trembled

" What is....it..... ma'am? Is... there..a..any prob..."

Before the cook could finish her statement, Isabel harshly snapped

" You have the nerve to ask me this stupid question. Can't you see the food is too sugary. Do you plan on giving me diabetes? Oh.... you want to kill me before my time right "

The cook panicked uncontrollablly and starmered.

" M....no.. ma'am.....I would never think of doing that. I.....I didn't know you d.. disliked...sug... sugary food.... I..I "

But before she could finish, Isabel harshly snapped again

" Oh.. you didn't know.... Wow!"

Then she turned to Carl and scoffed

" Is this really how the DelaVega's treat thier guest. This alone gives me a bad impression of the DelaVega's. I don't think I would want to be part of such a family. For God sake I have been here for only a day. You know what Carlisle, let's divorce "

Carl stopped eating and smirked

" Oh you just mentioned that you came here yesterday and you are already judging us. Even going so far as to say you want a divorce. Is this not too much of a drastic speed?"

Isabel rolled her eyes and scoffed again

" So you'd rather want me to die here. I have a long way to go, a future and I am not going to reduce my life span here "

This time Carl said nothing to her and turned to the shivering cook. Then with a gloomy face and authoritative voice, he said

" Make her a new food with less sugar "

The cook nodded and quickly went. Soon a new male was brought to Isabel with less sugar. She looked at the cook with disdain and took the spoon ready to scoop a spoon but frowned again. Then she said

" I can see you are sent to end my sweet life right. Couldn't you wait for the food to cool down before bringing it. I am a human being not some damn machine for God sake. How do you expect me to eat this burning shit. I can't tolerate this anymore let's divorce Carlisle DelaVega"

Before the cook could talk, Carl suddenly stood up said to the cook

" Return to your duties "

Then he turned to Isabel and smirked devilishly

" Since it's too hot for you to eat, why not put it in the refrigerator. It would at least cool "

Isabel opened her mouth to talk but before she could utter a single word Carl stormed out of the room. Isabel was now fuming in anger. She wanted to meet Maria but she didn't feel like going out so she texted her instead of what happened. Maria on the other hand replied quickly

" Don't worry. That's a good progress. Just keep doing what I told you "

" Ok "

She replied. She no more had any apitite for food and went to her room... But she thought

" What if Carlisle suddenly come home this evening, where will he sleep? I can't just sack him from his own room right.... but I can go "

Isabel had asked for help from Maria earlier and Maria had advised her to make Carl hate her so she could easily divorce him. She was trying her best to be as cold and vile as she could so she could quickly divorce him and go back to Adrian.

Meanwhile, Carl sat in the backseat of his car and his driver drove him to his office. On his way, his mind wandered to what happened earlier in the house and subconsciously smiled to himself. He had never thought of this before but he knew he liked Isabel. He laughed at the thought. He really never expected that he of all people would like a girl, a girl he barely knew on top of that. Isabel was just so interesting to him. He could clearly see her plans from her actions this morning. He knew she wanted him to hate and divorce her. He would have originally be annoyed but little did she know that those silly actions of hers just made her so interesting to him. He had initially planned to never return home after he got married but he surprisingly found himself going back to the house to have breakfast with her.

" Ha..ha..haa Isabel "

He muttered and smiled.

" Interesting "

He muttered again

That day, when he came home, he bought an exquisite top notch designer bag for Isabel. He thought of being nice to her but just as he expected, Isabel looked at the bag in pure disdain and returned it to him and said nonchalantly

" I'm not in need of bags. Excuse me"

He smiled but still went to place it in her room. Then he thought of something and changed his mind. He took the bag and called the cook. When the cook came he handed her the bag. The cook looked at him with a puzzled face, but before she could talk, Carl said with an expressionless face

" Take it as a compensation for this morning's incident"

The cook then smiled understandingly and gladly took it. She repeatedly thanked him before she went.