Twenty Five

Isabella was getting ready for work and once again disguised herself as Irene. She wore a white blazer and a scarf with black stripes around her neck. Isabella straightened her hair to look neat and elegant, just as Irene usually did. She then grabbed Irene's bag and left her downtown apartment. However, as her hand reached the car door, another hand stopped her. Isabella turned around and found Felix standing nearby with an expressionless face.

Isabella's eyebrows furrowed. "Felix?" Felix gently pulled Isabella's hand, preventing her from getting into the car, then stepped back. His brown eyes looked at Isabella seriously. "You need to come with me now."

Isabella chuckled, "You look serious."

"..."

Isabella's previously relaxed expression changed as she faced Felix. Clearing her throat, she crossed her arms over her chest. "What's this about?"

"Irene. Irene Swan. Your sister." Isabella's face tensed. "And, about our marriage."

Isabella then followed Felix to his car, and they sat ins