Della’s POV
My heart skipped a bit as extreme anxiety filled my heart.
“That’s enough! Stop arguing already!” I immediately intervened in fear that Albert wouldn’t be able to stop himself and reveal my true identity.
As I still couldn’t stand up, I just turned my gaze toward Kylian and intensely looked into his eyes as if begging. “Please, be polite to Albert. He meant well, and he is my guess.”
“He…”
Kylian was about to protest, but I stopped him. “Leave. I don’t want to see you right now,” I said in a stern voice.
“Are you defending him, Della? Are you being for real?” Kylian asked as his anger increased even more. There was a hint of pain and betrayal in his words, but I was too hurt as well to even show any care for him. I mean, did he?
All he did was bring me here and spend time with Stella instead, so he wasn’t one to speak.