H.U.R.T
Isabell the Black and White

"So, Steve suggested you wear this colorful tooth fence?" Austin asked out of curiosity. It was unexpected that his brother-in-law had enough free time to advise Isabell. Suggestions that Austin thinks are a waste of time. He could not imagine what Steve's expression was like when choosing a row of tooth fences. He doubted if Steve chose with all his heart.

"I gave him a few options and he'll pick one after he says that I shouldn't wear a tooth fence."

Austin laughed when he heard Isabell following his way of calling the tooth fence. "I agree with my brother-in-law, I don't think you need that colorful fence. What if you take it off?"

"Do I look weird wearing it?" isabell's face looked gloomy.

Austin scratched his non-itchy nape. He glanced at Darren who looked very focused on enjoying his breakfast as if he did not care about the surrounding situation. Perhaps if Isabell had not asked his opinion, Austin would have answered honestly regardless of whether the answer would have hurt him or not.

In his eyes, it was true that Isabell looked strange and geeky. He was confused as to what to answer. Isabell was not a girl that he could just ignore his feelings. In addition to the close relationship between the family, Lexi also loved Isabell very much. It would be a hassle if Isabell complained to Lexi.

"If you ask me for my opinion, it looks strange, indeed" Austin finally chose to be honest. The principle, even though honesty is bitter, must still be expressed. "I can't imagine your tooth fence clamping my tongue or lips while kissing. Have you ever kissed?"

Darren instantly choked, the bread that was inside his mouth spurting out.

Isabell, who also did not expect to get such a frontal question from Austin, was obviously surprised. No one has ever spoken so bluntly to him. However, to his surprise, he was left aside as soon as he saw Darren coughing. The man's face and ears were even red.

Isabell immediately approached him, rubbed the man's back and placed the water before Darren.

Darren nodded his hand, gesturing Isabell for the girl to stop her swab. He also drank a few sips before turning to Austin who giggled amusedly at the sight.

"You're like the holy man who first heard the word kiss" instead of being concerned about his brother, Austin mocked the man.

"You ever dated a girl with teeth?"

"Is that important to you?" Darren pulled the tissue rough and then cleaned his mouth. "If it's important to you, you better sit back while I'm gonna cancel my meeting this morning to be able to share my story with my brother, discuss what kind of woman I've been dating all along."

Austin laughed off instantly, "A very tempting temptation. Too bad my eyes can no longer be compromised. Let's just shorten it, you just answer it once or not."

"You won't find the answer when you refuse to sit back. My meeting's in half an hour. If I don't want to be late I'd better leave now." Darren pushed the chair back and immediately stood up.

"Thank you for breakfast the next morning" he glanced at Isabell before leaving the kitchen. He had to go back to camp to get his briefcase.

"I also have to go to my room. I'm so sleepy. Forget about my question." Austin smiled amusedly at the face of Isabell who was still blushing in shame. "See you at lunch" said Austin, turning around.

Holy hooch! Austin could actually make her faint standing up. Honest, what it is, wild, naughty, brandy and charming. The perfect combination that makes women reluctant to turn their faces. Innocent women do tend to like awesome brand men. That's what Isabell felt for Austin. Every time he saw Austin, he felt challenged to try something new in his life, giving his life colors that only had two colors, black and white, good and evil. And he tends to be in the comfort zone, the zone that follows all the rules to be considered good, to be accepted in certain circles, and in the end being kind does not mean being accepted. It was not only the empress who treated him badly in the Palace, but her cousins. Only Harry would spend time with her.

Isabell being hypocritical? Pretend good? Of course not, Isabell likes kindness and believes that everyone likes kindness. It's just that, sometimes he is saturated with a monotonous life and sometimes also not appreciated. He does not need recognition from those around him, but he wants occasionally he deserves sweet treatment.

"I'm leaving,"

Darren's voice blew his daydream.

"You must have kept Mom's phone number, but as you know, Mom and Dad were going to visit your parents. You must have kept Lexi and Steven's cell numbers, too, but they're in St. Nelda's Island. If you need anything, Austin's in his room. You just wake him up. If he suddenly wakes up and leaves, you can call him and me. I put the phone number under the phone."

Isabel smiled as she nodded her head. This was the longest sentence he had ever heard coming out of the mouth of a Darren who was usually very irritating to speak. But the man's mimicry is still the same and it's always been that way as far as Isabell's memory, quiet and flat.

"Maybe it'll be noon, I'll go shopping. There are a few things I need."

"I'm gone" instead of responding to Isabell's words, Darren says goodbye. Isabell felt ashamed of himself and could only grin.

"O-Oh, yeah. Be careful while driving."

"Yes." Yeah." Short and solid. Darren passed soon.

"If you're done, we'll clean the desk, Ms. Geonandes."

Isabell turned his head and found two servants.

"I've started it since, let me finish it and clean it up. You can rest or do other work." Isabell said as he lifted up the dirty glasses and plates of the Willson brothers. There was one loaf of bread that had not been touched, and Isabell put it in his mouth and lifted the dirty dishes, taking them to the sink.

If the empress saw him like that, she would have reason to vent anger at Isabell. Walk while eating and without cutting it first with small pieces. His mouth was full and swollen. The first offense he committed.

Finished cleaning the kitchen, Isabell decided to go back into the room. Arriving at the room, he immediately broke down. Next to her hand was touching the nightstand, picking up a cell phone to find out interesting places around the city. Instead of finding a cell phone, his hand grabbed a pelester. Isabell sat down, his forehead frowning confused to find the object in his room. He certainly remembered that before he did not put the plaster there.

Someone must have deliberately placed it there, Isabell smiled knotfully and immediately bandaged the wound on her finger with the plaster.