Chapter 29 Billionaire's Scandal

• Isabella woke up tired. Her whole body felt sore, heavy with pregnancy. Morning sun poured through her bedroom window, lighting her bright face. Her long black hair sat in a messy bun, strands falling loose over her light skin. She rubbed her brown eyes and stretched, wincing as the baby kicked hard inside her swollen belly.
• A soft knock hit her door. She stood slow, one hand on her stomach, and opened it. Maximilian stood there—tall, dark hair messy, eyes gentle but tense. “I didn’t say you could come,” she said, narrowing her eyes.
• “Can I come in at least?” he asked, voice low. Isabella stepped back, letting him in. She didn’t smile.