My Great Escape Led Me to You novel Chapter 151

Andrew Lane gave a soft, dismissive chuckle, a gentle expression lingering in his eyes. “She’s young. She was only joking.”

Isabella Austin was startled by his answer.

Trying to keep her tone calm, she said, “Andrew, but I don’t like it. Can you change it?”

She remembered that Andrew had agreed almost immediately back then.

She’d even felt a small thrill of joy at his answer.

But to her surprise, Andrew still hadn’t changed the contact name.

To this day, in Andrew Lane’s phone, Emily Blair was still saved as “Lovely Girl.”

Such an affectionate nickname—one that clearly marked their relationship as something special.

Forcing a smile, Isabella tried again. “Andrew, you—”

She was just about to speak when Andrew lifted his phone, pressing it to his ear to take a call.

She fell silent at once, eyes locked on Andrew with a quiet nervousness she didn’t even notice in herself.

A moment later, the automated message played: “The number you have dialed is unavailable. Please try again later...”

Andrew’s face darkened further. He hung up and dialed again.

The same cold, mechanical voice answered him.

No doubt about it—he’d been blocked.

Andrew looked even more intimidating now.

Yet Isabella felt a wave of relief wash over her.

At least Emily Blair seemed to know her place.

She stepped forward, gently taking the phone from Andrew’s hand. Her voice was soft, almost soothing. “Andrew, if you can’t get through, there’s no point in trying. Don’t trouble yourself—take care of yourself first.”

Andrew’s face was stony, his tone difficult to read. “She actually dared to block me.”

Isabella’s smile faltered, but she forced her lips upward. “Don’t worry, Andrew. She’s the one who doesn’t see your worth, not you.”

Her eyes flickered with a sudden idea.

Lowering her gaze, she added, her voice tinged with just the right amount of grievance, “It’s my fault, Andrew. Maybe Emily’s upset with me, and that’s why she won’t answer your calls or even blocked you.”

She turned away, dabbing at the corner of her eye as if wiping away a tear. “If you want to blame someone, blame me. I should’ve noticed those maids were up to something before it got this far. If I’d caught on sooner, none of this would’ve happened.”

“I’ll talk to Emily tomorrow and clear things up. She won’t be angry with you anymore.”

Behind her, time dragged on in silence. Andrew said nothing.

Isabella’s heart pounded with unease.

Just as she was about to give up hope, she heard Andrew let out a quiet sigh.

“If Emily Blair had even a tenth of your understanding, I wouldn’t have to worry so much.”

A thrill shot through Isabella. She turned quickly, her eyes softening as she looked at him.

“It’s fine. I’ll apologize to her tomorrow. She won’t be mad at you anymore.”

Andrew’s voice was firm. “No need. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

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