With tears blurring her vision, Isabella drove aimlessly through the night, her mind consumed by a whirlwind of emotions. She didn't know where to go, but eventually, she found herself pulling up to her own house. The familiar sight brought little comfort as she stepped out of the car, her heart heavy with grief.As she pushed open the door, still consumed by her tears, Isabella's eyes fell upon Tes, standing before her with bags and luggage in hand, a look of determination on her face. Confusion clouded Isabella's features as she struggled to comprehend the scene unfolding before her."What are you doing? Where are you going?" Isabella demanded, her voice cracking with emotion.Tes met Isabella's gaze with a mixture of sadness and resolve. "Is everything okay, ma'am? You're crying," she observed quietly.Isabella's frustration boiled over as she lashed out at Tes, her voice tinged with desperation. "Where the hell are you going, Tes?" she yelled, her words echoing in the empty hallwa
As the night wore on, Isabella found herself unable to find solace in sleep, her mind plagued by the events of the previous day. Thankfully, Jessica remained by her side throughout the long hours, offering a comforting presence in the darkness.As morning dawned, Isabella stirred from her restless slumber, her eyes heavy with exhaustion. Turning to Jessica, she attempted to put on a brave face, determined to face the day ahead. "Jess, you can go home now. I'm okay," she insisted, her voice tinged with a sense of determination.But Jessica wasn't about to leave her friend's side so easily. "There is no way I'm leaving you by yourself, babe," she countered, her tone firm with resolve. "You need someone with you right now."Isabella sighed, knowing that Jessica wouldn't budge on this matter. "But I'm okay, though. We need to go to work, in fact," she argued, her mind already turning to the tasks that awaited them."Not today," Jessica insisted, her gaze unwavering as she reached for her
As Kia's words hung in the air, Isabella felt a mix of anger and disbelief swirl within her. She struggled to find her voice amidst the chaos of emotions brewing in the room."Okay, Isabella, I apologize. I know I shouldn't have done you wrong like this, But you don't even like the man." Kia's voice broke the tense silence, but Isabella could sense the insincerity dripping from every word."Shut up! Shut up now or else I'll make sure you're wounded," Eleanor snapped, her eyes flashing with fury."You'll do nothing of such, Eleanor. If you don't want me to take back everything I've done for you," Ruben's voice cut through the tension, his gaze stern as he addressed Eleanor's threat."So what now? You two are couples?" Jessica's incredulous voice added to the cacophony of emotions filling the room.Ruben nodded solemnly. "Yes. And she's carrying my child," he admitted, his words hanging heavily in the air."What?!" The collective gasp from the others echoed through the room, mingling wi
After a long day at work, Alexander Fitzgerald decided to surprise his wife, Isabella Sinclair. Today was their wedding anniversary, and he couldn't wait to see the smile on her face when he presented her with a bouquet of fresh flowers.With a bouquet of beautiful roses in his hand, he walked through the front door of the Sinclair luxurious mansion with his heart brimming with excitement. But as he stepped inside, he immediately sensed that something was off. His mother-in-law, Eleanor Sinclair, was seated on the elegant sofa, her expression stern and disapproving as usual. Beside her stood Sebastian Sinclair, Alexander's brother-in-law, who gave him a condescending look.Sebastian's voice dripped with arrogance as he called out, "Alexander! Over here, now!"Alexander was used to being treated like a servant by his in-laws. He sighed as he made his way over. "Yes, Sebastian? What's going on?"Sebastian sneered, "Do you even know what day it is, Alexander?"Alexander held up the bouq
Isabella sat in her spacious office, sipping her coffee while engrossed in a conversation with a charismatic young man named Ruben, a big heir to Oscorp, a giant in the corporate world. With his ruffled hair, designer suit, and a grin that seemed forever in place, it was obvious that Ruben had all the characteristics of a playboy. He leaned casually against her desk, exuding a professional charm that was hard to ignore. "Isabella," Ruben said, "I've heard great things about your leadership in the business world. They say you're a visionary, a true CEO." Isabella raised an eyebrow, appreciating the compliment. "Well, Ruben, I try my best to lead with integrity and vision." Ruben chuckled, swirling the contents of his coffee cup. "I've been doing some research on your company, and I'm impressed by your achievements. I believe there could be a way for our companies to collaborate for mutual benefit." Isabella appreciated his straightforward approach. "Collaboration can be fruitful, but
Isabella was still trying to collect herself after the dramatic interruption when Alexander and Ruben stood face to face in the office. She felt a surge of shock and guilt, even though she knew she hadn't betrayed Alexander. To conceal her guilt, she quickly turned to Alexander and asked, "Alexander, why did you come here?"Alexander's reaction was not what she had expected. He scoffed and his tone was accusatory as he responded, "Isabella, I came because I was sure that if I hadn't, you might have betrayed me."Isabella's eyes widened in surprise and she felt a pang of shame. She had never wanted to give Alexander any reason to doubt her, and now he seemed to question her loyalty.As Alexander and Isabella stood together in the office, Ruben's frustration boiled over. His previous confidence had now turned into anger as he lashed out at Alexander."You are lying to me," Alexander declared, his voice filled with doubt and bitterness.Ruben couldn't contain his rage any longer. He tur
As Isabella and Alexander returned home, the weight of the day's events still clung to them, casting a heavy cloud over their homecoming. They couldn't have foreseen the storm that awaited them. Eleanor and Sebastian, Isabella's mother and brother, were there to greet them, their expressions laced with arrogance. The tension in the room was palpable. Sebastian, known for his condescending tone, couldn't resist being the first to speak, "Well, Alexander, are you finally ready to go through with the divorce?" Isabella exchanged a bewildered glance with Alexander. They hadn't discussed divorce, and Isabella was taken aback by her family's audacity. Her annoyance simmered beneath the surface, but she struggled to maintain her composure. With a firm voice, Isabella stepped forward, incredulous, "Why in the world would you two want a divorce without even asking for my opinion? What gives you the right to make decisions about my marriage?" Eleanor, equally arrogant in her tone, responded, "I
After Isabella left for her room, Eleanor and Sebastian found themselves alone in the living room. The air was still heavy with the day's tension, but they had a different agenda on their minds. Eleanor turned to Sebastian, her voice hushed but determined, "Sebastian, we can't allow Isabella to remain in this marriage with Alexander. It's clear that he's just a liability, and we need to ensure her future is secured." Sebastian, sharing his mother's ambition, nodded in agreement. "You're right, Mother. Isabella deserves someone better, someone who can provide her with the life she deserves." Eleanor's eyes glinted with a steely resolve. "We need to make sure they get a divorce, Sebastian. It's the only way to secure her future." Sebastian, who was eager to carry out the plan, chimed in, "I'm with you, Mother. We'll do whatever it takes to make sure Isabella ends things with Alexander." Eleanor leaned in closer, and they both began to mock Alexander, their laughter filled with cruel sa