Focus on Revenge A Photographer’s Killer Shot novel Chapter 61

Chapter 61

Chapter 61

“Rowan!“Vincent picks up Rowan and turns his head to shout to Isolde, “Rowan’s having an asthma attack!”

Isolde lurched as she opened the door.

“Mom…… cough! Mommy……”

Rowan was held in Vincent’s arms, his pale little face breathing heavily, still out of instinct he reached out a hand to Isolde for help, “Mommy I’m having a hard time…… cough……”

Isolde’s grip on the door handle tightens.

She closed her eyes hard and told not to go soft, Vincent was there and he wouldn’t let anything happen to

Rowan ……

“Where does Rowan keep his medication?!”

Isolde was stunned and turned around.

Vincent was holding the breathless Rowan and looking at her.

Rowan’s pale little face had long since lost the angry resentment from earlier, and there was only

vulnerability and aggression.

Isolde’s heart seized hard, let go of the door handle and went straight to the children’s room on the second

floor.

Vincent held Rowan to follow.

To the children’s room, Isolde pulled open the first drawer above the bed and took out the potion …….

Rowan calmed down after taking the medicine and fell asleep in Isolde’s arms.

Isolde put him to bed and tucked him in.

The whole time she didn’t say a word or look at Vincent,

Vincent stood aside and watched the way she carefully took care of Rowan, his deep eyes were soft.

Isolde finally touched Rowan’s pale little face and got up to walk out.

“Isolde.”

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Vincent called out to her.

Isolde ignored it and walked straight towards the stairs without looking back.

Vincent frowned and raised his steps to catch up.

At the stairway, he reached out to strangle her wrist, “It’s snowing heavily outside, and you can’t get a car appointment in this weather, so you should stay for today.”

At those words, Isolde scanned the window.

It was still a sunny day in the morning, but at some point the sky had gone gray, snow was flying in the sky, and the cold wind was howling, it was indeed a very bad weather.

She reached out and brushed Vincent’s hand away, “Don’t worry about it, I can come and go as soon as I can.”

With those words, Isolde turned and headed down the stairs.

“I’m sure Rowan will want to see you when he wakes up too.”

At those words, Isolde paused in her steps.

She turned her head and looked at Vincent standing at the top of the stairs.

At the moment, he stood high up looking down at her low down, still as high up as ever.

Isolde hooked her lips, her smile was faint, “You guys are really father and son.”

As the words fell, she didn’t hesitate anymore and left straight away.

The main door opened and closed, Vincent stood there, watching through the first floor landing window as she stepped alone into the roiling snow color.

He didn’t move a muscle, the large hand that had just held the woman’s wrist hanging down at his side, the feeling of emptiness in his palm causing him to furrow his brow like an afterthought……

Isolde was walking down the avenue when Karina arrived.

The wind and snow were so heavy, she was dressed thinly, and her head and body were covered in falling

snow.

Karina stopped the car, opened the driver’s door, cursed and rushed over, while patting the falling snow on Isolde’s body, she cursed: “You pig brain ah! Can’t you fucking wait for me in the house in this blizzard?!”

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Isolde’s voice was almost inaudible hidden in the snow and wind, “I don’t want to stay in that place for a

moment.”

“It’s been five years, it’ll kill you to stay a little longer!”

Isolde’s snow–frozen eyelashes fluttered and she laughed very softly, “It won’t kill me, but it’s disgusting……”

Karina gave a beat, seeing that her mood is not right, wanting to curse the words temporarily held back, sighing to bring the person to the car first.

The car door closed and she took a blanket from the backseat and wrapped it around Isolde’s freezing body.

“What kind of stubbornness is this? Vincent deserves to die for his lack of virtue! Why are you even engaging in self–mutilation? You’re still pregnant, you’re so ……”

“Karina.”

Karina stops and looks at her frozen face without a trace of blood, overly hateful so her tone isn’t too good,

“What’s wrong again?!”

“Make my surgery appointment.”

Karina froze, pursed her lips and tried to say something, but in the end, she could only hold back one word,

“Okay.”

The wind and snow were really heavy, the windshield wipers were waving like crazy, and Karina drove

slowly.

The heater was on full blast in the car, and soft music echoed lazily.

Isolde leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes, the whole thing, peaceful and quiet.

Karina occasionally glanced at her.

She doesn’t know what happened at the Moonlight Villa, but she can sense that Isolde is hurt badly this time.

Ba–ba–ba-

Suddenly a car honked from behind.

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