Chapter 119 One Hundred And Nineteen

• ISABELLA POV
• I acted impulsively, thrusting my hand out to push the drink toward him instead. The cup tilted, spilling its contents all over him and into his food, ruining everything. For a moment, there was silence. Then I sprang into action.
• “Oh gosh, I’m so sorry!” I exclaimed, yanking off my apron and frantically dabbing everywhere—the bed, the sheets, the floor, and him—anywhere the juice had spread. “I’m so, so sorry! I didn’t mean to touch it... my hands just moved on their own!”