CHAPTER NINETEEN - HE IS HERE.

Isabella released a breath she didn't realize she had been holding in the moment she entered the female restroom. " Silly," she admonished herself, pulling the upper part of her little dress down to dab at her skin. " Why do you have to be clumsy all the time." It was an accident. " I feel so sticky!" Isabella whined. She turned on the tap, wetted the napkin under the spray of water and dabbed at her skin. After wiping her skin clean, she proceeded to dab at the dress. " Much better. I will live." There was a chuckle behind her and Isabella turned around immediately. She stared in surprise at the person in front of her. " What are you doing here?" Diego walked toward her, a smirk on his face. " I was invited. Why? You don't want to see me?" Isabella's nose turned up. " I meant what are you doing Here?" She gestured around. " This is the female restroom." Diego shrugged. " I saw you come in here, thought I should say hello." He's gaze moved all over her body. " Still chao