Isabella gives everything to her husband, only to be dumped and humiliated. She walks away and returns to her powerful birth family—revealed as a trillion-dollar heiress. Now those who mistreated her want forgiveness, and a bold, dangerous billionaire wants her attention. This time, Isabella won’t be ignored again.
“Isabella–” Amy called out softly, trying to reason with me. I rested my hand on the folder, lifting my head up so I can meet her gaze with my calm ones. “Don’t you trust me?” I asked, my gaze never leaving hers. She gave me a pointed look. “This is not a matter of trust.…
Silence came from both our ends-for while he awaits to hear me do just that and possibly risk what he said becoming true, I was too stunned by the sudden change from him. Obviously, I am simply pulling his leg but he seems to take it seriously, and truth be told, I do not want…
“I mean it, Isabella. You don’t have to.” “I will.” I said, before he could try to talk me out of it further. Then, I added. “I have to show them they can trust their son with me, right?” I used his own words on him, holding back the urge to add ‘even if it’s…
Isabella was silent for a while, her dilated eyes staring at me with lips slightly parted in surprise. However, I could tell she slowly gathered a hold of her senses by folding her hands that were on my chest into a fist, and her response came, breathless. “Thank you.” She blinked, her walls slowly coming…
*** Isabella Montague. I will be lying if I said I am not nervous. I am, hella so. I tried to tell myself that my worries are baseless, that they are not actually my soon to be in-laws since Christian and I will only be married for the sake of the contract, and that none…
The woman pulled back, still staring at him with an adoring expression. “I hope you have been good, right? You have been well?” He nodded, his lips curling into a small grin. “Of course, Mom. I am good as always.” He confirmed, earning a nod from her. Once done with that, he turned towards me,…
*** Isabella Montague. “WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU TWO ARE GETTING MARRIED?!” I winced, my eyes flicking shut as my hand went to my ear, as if to block out the piercing scream that came from the lady, intent on damaging our ear drums by the looks of it else why would one scream like…
I nodded, and Christian answered the question with words. “Yes.” He confirmed, his tone serious and determined. Then, his hand that was on mine interlaced with my fingers, and he looked at me, prompting me to do the same. He then smiled, his expression softening when he added. “I asked her to marry me,” His…
“Isabella…” Christian’s warning voice came, low, and holding more words than he released vocally. I am no doubt frustrating him, which I find to be good because his news had frustrated me as well to no ends. Besides, he needs to start getting used to me annoying him. He is the one that wanted to…
Get a grip of yourself, Isabella! I tried to rebuke myself at how the things he has been doing have been getting reactions out of me. For crying out loud, it has only been a few days since we signed the contract, and he is already getting reactions from me, this is not what I…