Ethan's passion faded. Guilt and regret flooded in, he pushed Sophia away. Sophia stop, this was a mistake, he said. Mistake?
You used me Ethan, you think you can just discard me like trash? You are still obsessed with that icy bitch, aren't you? She doesn't even want you. Ethan face twisted. Sophia, calm down…..
Calm down? You think I can calm down after being humiliated like this? You will pay for this Ethan. Mark my words.
Later, Ethan sought Isabella. Isabella I need to explain, he said looking at her carefully. Explain what? His voice dropped.
What happened with Sophia. It didn't mean anything. Her expression hardened. I don't care, Ethan. Isabella, listen I.... Stop! I don't want to hear it.
Days passed and Isabella still remained distant and cold towards Ethan. Ethan regret consumed him. He needed to make things right with her. He found her at her desk, typing away. Isabella, please listen, he begged. Her gaze didn't waver. I'm busy, Ethan.
His desperation grew. Isabella, I was wrong. Sophia meant nothing. It was a mistake.
Isabella remains frozen. Leave me alone Ethan, she warned. I will do anything to earn your trust. There is nothing you can do to win my trust so leave me alone.
I know, but I will prove my loyalty to you. You are too late for that. Just then, Sophia stormed out of the elevator. Isabella, you think you are so perfect? Isabella looked up, Sophia leave me alone. I am not in the mood for your tantrum today.
You ruined my relationship with Ethan. Now it's your turn to suffer. Sophia hand swung, but Isabella was quick to catch her hand mid-air. She grabbed Sophia's wrist, tightening her grip, her nails digging into Sophia's skin.
Sophia winced, trying to yank her arm free. Let go you bitch. Isabella eyes narrowed.
Don't ever try that again, she warned. Sophia's face twisted.
You think you are tough?! I'm warning you Sophia, don't provoke me or else…..her nails dug deeper into Sophia skin ripping her skin. Or else what? You don't want to find out. Isabella said, letting go of her hand.
This isn't over she yelled and stormed off. Ethan watching the whole situation, approached Isabella. Isabella, I… leave Ethan, I don't want to hear anything from you. And this conversation is over.
Ethan and Isabella's interaction reverted to formal. Boss and secretary. Ethan tried everything. Flowers on her desk, coffee breaks together, late night work sessions.
But she remained unmoved. Ethan frustration grew. Why couldn't he crack her facade?
One evening, they worked late. He approached her desk. Isabella, can I talk to you? Regarding work sir? His voice dropped. Personal. There is nothing to discuss sir.
Isabelle please… that's enough sir, I am your secretary not your confidante. If there's nothing more sir, I am going home. Just as she turned to leave he said something she never thought he'd say.