The Billionaire's Pretend Wife (Isabella) novel Chapter 3

Jacob noticed the moment Isabelle noticed his brooch and frowned. He looked down at the pricey jewellery and smiled.

“Do you like it?” He leaned in, getting closer to her ear. Lowering his voice, he whispered, “It’s actually a replica of an artifact. One of my friends presented it to me.”

She nodded and pulled back, her face flushing. “Yeah, uh, it looks real,” she said, pulling her hand from his arm and stepping away.

He was happy his little lie had worked–otherwise, how would he explain wearing a priceless master-designed brooch when he was trying to pass off as a nobody? But he was also confused as his bride withdrew from him, as if suddenly shy of their closeness.

Mh. Was she putting up a show? According to his source, the eldest daughter of the Cruz family was anything but demure. He had expected to meet a bold seductress. But his bride seemed to be doing her best to avoid his gaze, and now, she was putting physical distance between them.

Before he could think of a way to draw her from her shell, the woman who had attempted to waylay him appeared, a man in tow.

“Hello, Jacob,” she greeted him, a tight smile on her lips. “I’m Naomi, Isabelle’s sister. This is Raymond, my boyfriend.”

Jacob appraised her casually. Now, this was the kind of reaction he had expected to get from the eldest daughter of the Cruz family. A woman who looked at him with apparent desire in her eyes. Not one who blushed so easily and avoided his eyes.

But, wasn’t she being a little too obvious in front of her sister? Not to mention she was with her boyfriend.

Jacob gave a cursory glance at his bride, only to find that her expression had changed. Her flustered look was gone, and now, she was staring at the two with a closed-off attitude. Did she not like them?

Raymond turned his attention to Isabelle, looking a bit squeamish. “Isabelle…uh, you look beautiful.”

Jacob caught a slight tightening in Isabelle’s jaw as if she was grinding her teeth. When she didn’t pay attention to him, Raymond stepped back to Naomi’s side.

“I heard that you’re jobless. It must have cost a lot to hire that suit. But don’t worry, since we are going to be family now, my boyfriend can offer you a job at his company,” Naomi told him before turning to Raymond. “Right, babe?”

Isabelle bristled at her sister’s shamelessness. How dare she say something like that? She looked towards Jacob, afraid that Naomi’s attitude had offended him.

She was surprised to find him regarding the two with a slight lift of his mouth, not looking offended at all. In fact, he looked more amused than anything. What came out of his mouth surprised her even more.

“Thanks for the offer, but I’d rather be an idler than work for you.”

Naomi huffed, turning her nose up in the air. “So much pride. Are you planning on living on my sister’s money?”

Isabelle stepped forward and got in her sister’s face. “That’s enough, Naomi. We’d like to begin the ceremony now.”

Naomi scoffed but still stepped back. “Good luck with your pauper,” she said as she dragged Raymond with her towards the exit.