Chapter 93

YSABELLE

I gazed at him and then Jacob and back at Connor again, confused at the words that came out of his mouth.

“H-How come? You've only known for–”

“Let's not talk here.” He suddenly pulled my wrists. “Jacob, go to sleep.” And exited the room.

I didn't hesitate to let him drag me out of the room as I was still too stunned to digest the situation.

Connor and Jacob?

Jacob and Connor?

How can they be a father and son? Did they know each other before?

Candice had already carried the child in her arms when Ronan divorced me. Before that… Did Connor and Candice have already been in a relationship way back that time? Before I even met Connor?

I was distracted by the hasty footsteps from the exit door. Mr. Willow's displeased face greeted us.

“Connor, she escaped–” His eyes locked on mine.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, seeing the old graybeard getting angry because I escaped from his hands.

“Go back to your post.” Connor coldly commanded him.

He didn't say anything and just walked