The next day Isabella woke up feeling refreshed.
''Finally up? You sleepyhead.'' Artemia teased Isabella.
''Your highness?"
Isabella was surprised to see Artemia here.
''What are you acting for? It's natural to look, my sister.''
Artemia's words moved Isabella to tears; she hugged Artemia tightly, afraid to let her go.
''There, there. I'm here. I'm not going anymore, but you should thank a certain someone, if not for him, you would be dead by now.''
Artemia's words brought the image of a certain handsome boy to Isabella's mind.
At that time, the serious Alex armed with his silver gun looks like a prince in shining armor coming to her rescue. Recalling his face as he pressed the trigger to rescue her made Isabella deeply flush; her heartbeat quickly increased. She recalled everything that happened since their first meeting; it was him that made her slowly change her mindset. Thinking about all of these things made Isabella's heart,
Ba-dump Ba-dump!
