Capítulo 495: I'm not a weak mother, I'm just a soft-hearted one

Snowball sat on the ground watching her expectantly.

He had been sitting there for a bit now, just staring.

Intense.

Unwavering.

It was the saddest, most pitiful expression she had ever seen from a cat in her life. And she'd seen many a pathetic look from Snowball in particular before.

Isabelle struggled not to break her facade. To maintain her discipline, her sternness.

She had to be a strict mama sometimes!! Not just the spoiling one!

She tried. She really, really tried.

But she couldn't hold out much longer.

She was weak.

Too soft-hearted and gentle.

"W-what- why- what makes you think I would fall for that sad face!" She exclaimed, cheeks pink.

Snowball squeaked and rolled onto his back, pawing up at her pathetically.

He was playing her like a damn fiddle!