"Was it jealousy? Anger? Resentment?" He listed."Or maybe a mixture of everything. You were jealous of Lily, weren't you?"He didn't get an answer, didn't even get a twitch from her."What was it, Isabella?" His voice sounded emotionless, cold. "What made you do this? First the pool and now this?"
Her eyes travelled to the envelope, but she didn't dare pick it up.Something about doing that, felt like she'd be sealing her own fate."Will–""Pick it up," he cut her off, eyes trained on her, watching and observing her.She glanced from the envelope to him. At her side, her fingers trembled, the
Her question was met with that taunting silence, the type that made her feel like he knew more than he should have, like he knew things that would ruin the relationship she'd carefully built, the relationship that was built on the lies she'd carefully spout.Then, with a pace that was far too taunti
Isabella sat in the comfort of her living room, legs crossed like a majestic queen. Light from the tablet she'd been with for over an hour, scrolling through what she considered her masterpiece, reflected on her face, highlighting the eerie smile that crept along her lips.Yes, this was it, she thou
Lily blinked once, twice and as understanding settled in, her expression darkened. "You bastard," she seethed. If not for self control, she would have grabbed him by the collar, or worse, slapped him across the face. "I was married to you for so many years, yet you can't tell your wife's body apart
William didn't answer immediately. He allowed the silence to linger, glancing down at the table in front of him, before meeting her gaze again. And even then, he didn't respond. Lily scoffed. Was this a new attitude of his? "Mr. Aldridge," she started. "Are you aware that what you're doing is cal