Chapter 181
- Isabella
- Frederick looked at me with guarded eyes and a face that seemed to hold information. His mouth was set in a hard line, and his eyebrows were furrowed in concentration. "Do you love her?" I asked him again, and this time he shook his head fervently. "So, why did you help her?"
- "I don't know what you're talking about," he said, his eyebrows still knitted together.