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Chapter Forty-Three
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The diner Isabelle chose was tucked into a quiet corner of the neighborhood. It was just recently opened and they hadn't been there yet but it had a really classy and elegant decor. She still had her first half payment from the role as she barely had anything to spend it on and so she felt confident enough to strut into the restaurant. Moreover, since she said it was her treat, then she'd keep to her word.Warm yellow lights glowed softly through the windows of the diner, casting a gentle hue over the wooden tables and vintage décor inside. The smell of fresh coffee and baked goods wafted through the air the moment they stepped inside, mingling with the low hum of easy conversation and the occasional clink of dishes.A cheerful hostess greeted them at the entrance, her eyes lighting up when she saw Aimee who was dressed in a cute light yellow dress with a small bow on her head, making her look rather cute and kawaii."Table for three?" the waitress asked."Yes, please," Isabelle said
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The living room was empty.He was not there.Isabelle stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking around slowly, her breathing still a little quick from the rush.Slowly, her pulse began to settle.And with it came a sense of speechlessness at herself.Running down like that… what did she even plan to do if she saw him?She pressed a hand to her chest, trying to calm her racing heart.Her hair was still slightly messy from sleep, and she was wearing comfortable loungewear—hardly the state she wanted to be in for… whatever this was.She turned back toward the stairs, deciding to go change into something more presentable.But just as she took the first step—"Feeling better now?"Isabelle jumped.She spun around, her heart lurching back into her throat.Riven stood in the doorway leading to the kitchen, an apron tied loosely around his neck. In one hand, he held a bottle of water.His expression was calm, unreadable as always, but his eyes studied her carefully.Isabelle's face flushed i
After The Divorce, She Became The Nation’s Sweetheart Chapter Ninety Three
The video loaded instantly.Isabelle's eyes fixed on the screen, her heart beating a little faster as the footage began to play.The angle was different from the press shoot, shakier, and clearly filmed from someone's phone. But it was clear enough to see everything.The timestamp in the corner read the same day as the incident.Isabelle recognized the girl who'd filmed it immediately.One of the makeup artists.She'd been the one who'd wanted to help Isabelle with her makeup that day when the artists gathered around Sophia, but changed her mind at the last second.The camera was only on her for a brief moment at the start, seemingly coincidental, as if she'd been filming a casual reel and accidentally caught the scene. But then the angle shifted deliberately, panning for clarity.And there it was.The full exchange.Faye stepping into Isabelle's shot. Blocking her camera angle. Joe calling cut. Faye's off-script jab about "desperate for attention." Isabelle's calm response.Then the
After The Divorce, She Became The Nation’s Sweetheart Chapter Ninety Two
The car ride back was unusually quiet.The afternoon sunlight slanted in through the window, casting long shadows across the seats, but the warmth failed to soften the heavy mood inside the car.Isabelle sat by the window, her head turned slightly to the side. Her gaze rested on the passing scenery, unfocused, as if she were looking straight through it.She hadn’t said a word since they left the kindergarten.In the back seat, Aimee hugged her small backpack to her chest. She sneaked glances at Isabelle from time to time, her bright eyes gradually dimming.Usually, Isabelle would smile at her after such a happy event.She would say she did well.She would pat her head.But this time… nothing.The little girl's face fell slightly, her lips pressing together as she looked down at her shoes. Her chest felt heavy, like she'd done something wrong but didn't know what.She glanced toward Riven, her eyes wide and uncertain.He caught her gaze in the rearview mirror and gave her a subtle shak
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Ryan's little body hit the grass hard.Isabelle was already on her feet, her expression tightening instinctively.A sharp intake of breath escaped a few nearby parents who had noticed, but they quickly returned to their own children, their attention fleeting.Meanwhile, Riven only glanced once at the fallen boy and back at Isabelle before getting up from where he sat and turned toward the parking lot. Isabelle was still anxiously standing there, unsure whether to call out Ryan's name or keep quiet.The boy looked up and saw the other kids running ahead with determination. His gaze locked on a certain short-legged young girl among them, her small ponytail bouncing as she ran: Aimee.He gritted his teeth.No. He couldn't fall behind.Instantly, he pushed himself upright, scraped the dirt from his knees with stubborn fingers, and kept running.Isabelle's gaze had followed every second of it, unblinking, silently tracking him as he fought through the pain. The tightness in her chest neve
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A soft oof escaped Isabelle as the small body collided with her chest.She reflexively caught the child by the shoulders and looked down."Aimee?"The little girl clung to her tightly, her small arms wrapped around Isabelle's waist as if she were afraid Isabelle might disappear.Her head tucked into Isabelle's stomach, warm and soft, like a little kitten seeking shelter.Instantly—Isabelle's expression, still faintly edged from the earlier confrontation, melted clean away.Her arms circled Aimee gently, protectively."What's wrong, sweetheart?" she asked softly.Aimee didn't answer.She simply held on tighter.Isabelle blinked, stunned for a moment.This child, who barely approached anyone on her own initiative, who needed time and care for every small connection had bolted straight into her arms?Her heart squeezed.She lowered her head, stroking the girl's hair. "It's okay. I'm here."Behind them, Tiffany's mouth opened.Only for nothing to come out.She was simply too speechless.
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