Husband for Sophia

[At the same time at Marino Mansion. ]

Isabelle looked at her new room with a troubled expression. Her eyes were showing emptiness along with exhaustion, the kind of exhaustion that wasn't physically alone. With a heavy heart, she sighed and stepped ahead. 

She tugged at the black scarf wrapping her hair and her jet black hair cascaded down. She then tossed the same scarf on the floor. 

"Where are you going?" She paused in her footsteps when she heard the voice of her husband. Oh, yeah did she mention she just got herself a new husband? Was escaping from one not enough that she found herself one more? 

Isabelle turned around to find the unemotional bastard staring at her as if looking at her soul and trying to read her out. Never has she ever been intimidated by anyone's gaze before until him.