C23 CHAPTER 23

Isadora's POV

While driving, Rafael was very quiet. His fingers wouldn't sit still. He kept tapping away on the steering wheel as if he was in a hurry. "Baby?" I said placing my hand on his arm.

"Hmm?"

"Why are you so quiet?"

"Trying to concentrate." I furrowed my brows.

"On what? You look like you're about to suffer a stress related aneurysm." I chuckle nervously

"I saw what you did to her