Chapter 334

The apartment wasn't very big, and it felt cramped with two more people inside. There wasn't even much room to talk privately. When Isabelle saw Shelmaine's gaunt appearance, she couldn't hold back her tears. Her heart ached as she turned to Samuel, her voice trembling with anger. "Is this how you treat her? Samuel, you're a monster! Look at what you've done to her!" Isabelle had been searching for Shelmaine, but Luke kept getting in the way. She despised Samuel and had nothing but contempt for Luke. Both men, in her eyes, were equally despicable. No wonder they were friends—they were cut from the same cloth. Luke didn't argue back, and Samuel didn't retaliate against Isabelle's accusations either, for Shelmaine's sake. Isabelle locked the bedroom door behind them, wanting some privacy with Shelmaine. She checked her friend from head to toe, her anger rising when she saw the marks on Shelmaine's body. She had learned from Luke that Samuel and Shelmaine had remarried, and the sig