Chapter 3

Both of them turned to look at her.

“So…” she said quietly, her voice steady in a way it had never been before.

“You both really think I’m stupid?”

Noval froze slightly. Jackson narrowed his eyes.

Isabella stepped forward.

One step.

Then another.

Her voice sharpened.

“The person I called my sister…” She turned to Noval.

“…and the man I called my husband.”

Her eyes burned.

“How long has this been going on? Like how long have you guys been dating ?”.

Noval forced a nervous laugh.

“What are you talking about? Are you okay? Have you lost your mind?”

Jackson frowned.                                                       “Isabella, stop this nonsense.” 

Isabella slowly lifted the glass of wine in her hand. Her fingers were steady now. She took a slow sip, her eyes locked on both of them.

The room felt heavier than before. Then she smiled. A small, dangerous smile.

“So…” she replied quietly, placing the glass down.

“You’re both still going to pretend nothing is happening?”

Noval blinked. Jackson frowned.

She stepped forward slightly.

“You’re going to sit here and act like you haven’t been sleeping together behind my back?” Her voice sharpened. 

Noval’s expression changed instantly.

“What are you talking about?” she said quickly. “Have you lost your mind?”

A bitter laugh escaped Isabelle lips. 

“I think you need a psychiatric hospital before this divorce destroys you completely.” Noval added 

That was it. Something inside Isabella snapped. In one sudden movement. She stepped forward and slapped Noval hard across the face.

SMACK.

The sound echoed through the room.

Novia staggered back, holding her cheek in shock “what, are you crazy?” 

Isabella’s eyes burned.

“You’re the one that’s crazy,” she said coldly. “Standing in my house, smiling in my face, pretending to care about me. You think I won’t find out?”

Jackson stepped forward immediately.

“Isabella, what the hell is wrong with you?” he snapped. “Do you want everyone to think you’ve gone insane? This divorce is already messy enough!”

Isabella turned slowly toward him. Her voice dropped. Dangerously calm.                                      “So now you care about appearances?”

A pause.

“After everything you’ve done? Fucking my sister behind me back “ 

Novia quickly adjusted herself, forcing tears into her eyes.

“I don’t know what you talking about,” she said weakly. “Jackson, I think I should leave. She’s clearly not stable right now.”

She turned as if to walk away.

Isabelle stepped forward instantly.

“You’re not going anywhere.”

Her voice cut through the room like ice.

Isabella pointed between them.

“So this is the game, right?” she said slowly.

“You both think I’m stupid enough to believe your lies?”

She laughed again—but there was no humor in it.

Then she reached for her phone. Her fingers trembled slightly—but her eyes didn’t.

“You want to act innocent?” she said softly.

“Then let me show you what innocence really looks like.”

She pressed the screen. And before they could react, the voices filled the room.

Then Isabella spoke again.

Calm, Controlled.

“I’ll take this to the public.” She looked at Jackson directly.

“You’re a popular man, right? A model, admired by everyone.”

A pause. Siping her wine again 

“This will destroy everything for you Jackson” 

 She looked at Noval who was standing shocked   “ as for you Noval, your face will be all over the internet, let see what people are going to say about you fucking my husband “ 

For the first time—Fear flickered in Jackson’s eyes.

Noval stepped forward quickly.

“Give me that phone,” she snapped.

“No.”

Isabella stepped back immediately. Her grip tightened.

“Don’t come closer,” she warned.

But they didn’t listen. Novia moved first. Jackson followed.

“Give it to me!” Jackson shouted.

Isabella’s breathing quickened. Her back hit the wall. The calm was gone now, Reality was changing.

 She quickly opened the door, screamed and turned—Running. Get to the main gate, she forced it opened and continue running 

Inside the house, Noval moved first.

Without hesitation, she rushed toward the car parked outside. Start the car

The gate opened, and she drove out immediately.

Jackson followed, running after them, his expression dark and urgent.

“Stop her!” he shouted, still on foot, unable to catch up.

The moment Isabella stepped out of the house, she didn’t stop running. Her breath came in sharp, phone tightly in her hand.

Behind her, she expected shouting.

Footsteps.

Panic.

But there was none. Only silence. Then—The sound of a car engine roared to life.

Ahead, Isabella turned her head slightly.

Her breath caught. The car was coming for her. Too fast.

“No…” she whispered, panic rising in her chest.

She increased her speed, running blindly down the road, her shoe barely holding her balance.

Her mind was racing. Desperation took over.

She glanced across the road, If she could just make it to the other side. Avoiding to get hit by Noval. She stepped forward quickly.

But a loud horn blared.Another car appeared from the opposite direction.

Too late. CRASH

Isabella was thrown violently to the ground. Her body hit the pavement hard, pain exploding through her instantly.

The world spun, Her vision blurred.

Noval slammed the brakes, her eyes widened in shock. For a second she froze, breathing heavily. Staring at what had just happened.