“What happened!?”

She exclaimed in alarm, grabbing her hand before Isabelle could hide it.

Isabelle stared at the bruise quietly.

Her wrist was red. Angry and swollen red.

After a moment, Isabelle gently pulled her hand back. “Later,” she murmured.

Rina immediately looked concerned and wanted to probe further. However, Isabelle had already turned away, hiding the bruise further.

Rina’s expression tightened.

She could only keep mum and finish helping her out of the ...