"You better have a very good reason for ignoring over 400 of my calls."
Isabella stared across the marble table with her green eyes completely devoid of the warmth they used to hold for the man sitting opposite her.
The golden ambient lighting of the luxury Ivory Island cafe reflected off Marcus Chen's perfectly styled hair.
He was currently the most talked-about actor on the planet, having secured the lead role in the world's most famous television show.
A few months ago, Isabella had found his rising star status and sharp jawline attractive, well partly because they knew each other from way back but now… looking into his cold demanding eyes, she just felt utterly exhausted.
"Four hundred calls, Marcus…" Isabella said with her voice dropping to a low, tight whisper so the surrounding tables wouldn't hear. "Do you even hear yourself? That isn't normal… That is plain obsessive."
Marcus's jaw ticked visibly as his hands remained clasped on the table rigidly.
