Andrew stood frozen, his temples throbbing. “What does this have to do with me? How did I suddenly become the bad guy here?”

He spread his hands helplessly, completely speechless.

“Belle, come here!” he called.

However, Isabelle ignored him, her chubby cheeks puffed up in anger as she sulked.

Andrew walked over and looked at her. “What’s this? My words don’t work on you anymore?”

Isabelle finally uncrossed her arms and snapped, “It’s not that, it’s that I can’t believe it! You actually took Luna as your student, and now you’re spending all this time alone with her!”

Andrew gave a tired laugh. “And? Even if I did take her as my student, how does that affect you?”

Isabelle clenched her jaw. “Andrew, don’t forget, you touched my chest once! And I’m not that young, I just look small. So technically, you should take responsibility for me!”

Andrew’s expression darkened instantly. “Responsibility? Don’t start with that nonsense.”

Isabelle’s smile turned sly and mischievous. She stood up and took two steps forward, her frilly dress brushing against his coat. Tilting her head up, she flicked her twin ponytails back and parted her rosy lips, showing a tiny pair of sharp canine teeth. “Andrew, go out with me! Be my boyfriend and give me a sweet, real relationship. That’s what I mean by taking responsibility.”

Andrew was dumbfounded. It was as if a martial god had struck his head. His mind hurt, his chest hurt, his entire body hurt.

“Isabelle, don’t you ever say something like that again. First of all, there’s no way anything like that could ever happen between us. Second, I’ve always seen you as a little sister, nothing more. What you’re doing now will only turn me into a joke.”

Isabelle scowled. “A joke? I’d like to see who’d dare laugh. Just because I’m shorter and my chest isn’t huge doesn’t mean I’m broken or disabled! I’m only a few years younger than you anyway, and I’m already an adult. If you really wanted me to have your babies, I could even do that!”

Andrew’s face turned cold. “Enough. You can’t talk like that again, and especially not in front of other people, understood? If you do, I won’t talk to you anymore.”

Tears welled up in Isabelle’s eyes. “Fine, I get it. Andrew, you’re not a good person either. You’re just bullying me. I won’t come see you again!”

She turned and started to run, crying as she went.

Andrew sighed, guilt washing over him. Maybe he had been too harsh. For all her stubbornness, the girl’s heart had always been kind toward him.

“Alright, stop crying. I’m sorry, okay? Come back, and I’ll check if the medicine’s helping your body like you wanted.”

Isabelle wiped her tears and paused, still sulking. “You just want to be with Luna anyway, so why bother with me? Just let me die.”

Andrew glared. “Don’t be dramatic. Now tell me. Did you take the pill I gave you?”

She sniffed and nodded. “Yeah, I did. And it actually worked really well. Lately, I’ve been feeling this warm sensation in my chest, my energy and muscles are definitely growing stronger.”