Chapter 115: I Can't Take This Anymore, Mom

The party finally ended after what seemed like a lifetime and Claire was ready to take a shower and sleep until noon. Unfortunately, there was an ambush waiting on her way to the bathroom.

Isabella was leaning against the door even though her bathroom was next to her room one floor down. This had to be about Ben. Was she going to continue playing passive-aggressive or actually say what was on her mind?

Claire didn't have the energy for this either way. "What do you want? I need to shower."

"Don't you think it's a little rude to spend any entire evening hanging on another man's arm when your boyfriend is right there?" she asked lightly.

So she was going to continue playing this the passive-aggressive way. Why not come out and say what she was actually thinking? Honestly, all of this word twisting was really starting to grate on Claire's nerves.