The Spoilt Beauty And Her Beasts

Zara had no way to directly walk up to Isabella and say that the dumplings and soup from yesterday had sent her running to the toilet again and again like a complete fool.

She simply could not say it.

That was because if she said it too directly, then it would sound as if she was openly accusing Isabella of harming her. And that would be a very stupid thing to do, because on the surface, Isabella had been nothing but kind to her. Yesterday, Isabella had smiled at her, welcomed her, even brought her food with her own hands. So if Zara suddenly stood here and bit the hand that fed her, then even an idiot would think she was ungrateful.

That was why she had to control herself.

That was why she had to keep that pitiful healer face on.

So Zara forced down the twisting pain in her stomach, walked toward Isabella with a strained expression, and asked in a voice that sounded weak and careful, "Why are you laughing?"

The moment she asked that, Isabella looked up at her.

Then instead of answering, Isabella laughed again.

She laughed so hard that she had to hold her stomach with one hand and lean slightly to the side because the whole thing had become too much for her. She truly tried to calm down. She really did. But every time she looked at Zara’s face, and every time she remembered that this woman had been running back and forth to the toilet in the cold like a chased rabbit, the laughter came rushing back.

So she laughed.

And laughed.

And laughed.

The more she laughed, the more everyone around them became confused.

Cyrus looked at her with helpless amusement in his eyes, because even though he still did not know what the real joke was, hearing Isabella laugh like this made him feel lighter too. He was also watching Zara carefully from the corner of his eye, because he disliked that woman more with each passing moment and wanted to know exactly what she would do next.

Zyran was almost fascinated.

At first he had laughed because the situation looked stupid, but now he was no longer laughing for the same reason. Now he was interested. Isabella was clearly enjoying herself too much, and with a woman like her, that usually meant someone had already fallen into a trap and did not know it yet.

Osiris was openly confused, but because everyone else looked confused too, he did not feel embarrassed about it. In truth, he only wanted someone to explain what was going on, because he had the strong feeling that he was standing in the middle of something funny while somehow being the only one too dumb to understand the whole picture.

Kian’s eyes remained on Isabella.

He did not laugh.

However, the coldness in his face had loosened a little, because even though he still disliked the presence of this healer very much, seeing Isabella laugh like this made it hard for him to interrupt. It had been a while since she laughed this long and this freely, so part of him only wanted to let her continue.

As for Zara, every second Isabella kept laughing made her feel more and more humiliated.

Her face stayed pale and weak on the outside, but inside, her heart was burning with rage. She already felt miserable enough from her stomach, and now Isabella was standing there laughing at her in front of everyone as if she were some joke that had walked out on its own.

Finally, after making Zara look like a complete fool for long enough, Isabella slowly calmed down.

She let out one last laugh, wiped at the corner of her eye, then breathed in as if trying to collect herself.

By now, everyone was staring at her.

Naturally they were curious.

Even Ophelia, who still did not fully understand what was happening, was blinking at Isabella with round eyes. Shelia had her arms folded and was watching Zara and Isabella back and forth with that sharp look of hers. Valen stayed close to Ophelia, though his gaze had also turned more alert now. The mood was no longer peaceful. It had become that kind of quiet where everyone could feel that something ugly was about to be dragged into the light.

Then Isabella said very innocently, "I don’t know. I just felt like laughing."

The surrounding people all looked even more speechless after hearing that.

Because what kind of answer was that?

Zara almost lost the pitiful look on her face right there.

She knew.

She knew very well that Isabella had laughed because of her.

There was no way it was random.

However, Isabella only looked at her from head to toe, her eyes gliding slowly over her body in a way that made Zara feel strangely exposed, then asked in a sweet voice, "But Mira, why were you so busy running to the toilet?"

The moment Isabella said that, a few expressions around them changed instantly.

Osiris finally understood something and his eyes widened a little.

Zyran’s smile deepened at once.

Cyrus lowered his head because he was trying not to laugh again.

Even Kian’s face went strange for one brief second, because now the reason for Isabella’s laughter had finally become obvious.

Zara felt her face burn.

She had not expected Isabella to say it so openly.

Still, this was also the chance she had been waiting for.

So she pressed one hand to her stomach lightly and said in a soft voice, "It is only that... after eating yesterday, my stomach became very uncomfortable. Perhaps the food was too rich for me."

She did not say it directly.

She did not dare.

However, the meaning hidden inside her words was clear enough.

The food Isabella gave her had upset her stomach.

That was what she was trying to say.

The moment those words came out, Isabella’s eyes changed.

Then she asked in a calm voice that was much clearer than before, "Are you trying to say that I poisoned your food?"