Chapter 398: Nora’s Wish
"I can’t believe what he has to put up with. Nora darling, I suddenly feel bad for your husband."
Nora grinned mischievously, a glint of amusement in her eyes, and licked the ice cream spoon as she finished narrating her entire saga of the attempted fight to Isabella.
Nora raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a playful smirk. "Uh huh. He is the one responsible for spoiling me no end. He can only blame himself for my audaciousness."
Isabella giggled at that. Well, technically what Nora said was right. Demetri seemed to love Nora eccentricities, even encouraging them. However, her smile disappeared when Nora continued, "I think I have to fight you as well. You’ve been hiding things, and we can’t have secrets between besties," she commented, wagging her spoon at Isabella in mock seriousness.
Isabella chuckled, feigning innocence. "Oh, please! I’m an open book, just with a few missing pages."
Isabella rolled her eyes, taking a dramatic pause. "Missing pages? More like a whole hidden Chapter! Spill the tea, Nora! You are with the second most notorious Frost Brother. Don’t think I haven’t noticed how he has disappeared from the party scene. And you’ve been glowing like a firefly. So, are you going to confess or do you need me to use under handed means and blackmail you?"
Nora stared intently at Isabella, trying to judge Isabella’s reaction. While Ian had already made his intentions clear, Isabella’s silence had been worrying her. Why was Isabella hiding things from her? Isabella shuffled in her seat and looked down," I didn’t mean to hide it from you. It’s nothing, Nora. We’re just messing around..."
"Uh huh. Bella baby, if you were messing around, you’d have been announcing your affair through the roof. You’re hiding it. That means it might mean more." Nora pointed out softly, looking at her best friend. Just like Isabella knew her well, she knew her best friend too. If it had been a passing fancy mediocre relationship or fling, Isabella would not have stopped talking about it. But she had yet to speak a word about Ian, which meant that she was keeping him close. Things important to Isabella were never spoken about.
Isabella grimaced,"You know me too well, darling. Ian Frost really is something, huh?"
Nora shrugged," Well, all Frosts are something, aren’t they?"