LOGINFor years, Isabella Hayes believed her marriage to billionaire Adrian Cole was unshakable. Even when Adrian’s first love, Olivia Hart, returned to town—beautiful, determined, and clearly intent on winning him back—Isabella refused to feel threatened. After all, she was his wife. The woman he chose. Until he slowly stopped choosing her. Late nights became lies. Public appearances turned into quiet humiliation. And the man who once promised her forever began treating her like she no longer existed, drawn back into Olivia’s orbit while forgetting the wife waiting at home. But in the middle of her crumbling marriage, someone unexpected begins to see her clearly—Ethan Blake, Adrian’s closest friend. The only man who notices her silence, her strength, and the love she keeps giving to someone who no longer deserves it. The only man who treats her like she matters. So when Isabella finally asks for a divorce, Adrian is forced to face a devastating truth: he never stopped loving his wife… he just realized too late what it cost him to lose her. Because now Isabella is walking away from him for good, straight into the arms of the one man who never let her feel invisible. And this time, it’s Ethan who leans in and whispers, “She’s finally mine.”
View More[Isabella Hayes]Just as I surrendered myself to whatever they had planned, footsteps thundered through the apartment.The voices outside my bedroom cut off."Shit.""Go!""The other one wasn't bluffing. We'll come back for her."Their words tumbled over one another before they bolted. Heavy footsteps pounded across the apartment, growing fainter with every second until the front door slammed shut.Then another set of footsteps chased after them.Silence.My lungs finally remembered how to breathe.A broken sob ripped out of me before I could stop it.They were gone.They were finally gone.My entire body shook so violently my teeth began to chatter. I curled in on myself, arms wrapping around my stomach as if I could somehow hold myself together.Who were they?Why me?What would have happened if whoever scared them away had arrived a minute later?The questions crashed into me one after another until I couldn't tell whether I was crying because I was alive or because I had come terr
[Isabella Hayes]I twisted the door handle, not really thinking much about who was standing on the other side.There were three men dressed in black. One stood very close to the door with his knuckles raised as though he was about to knock for a third time. He was tall, beefy, and looked wide enough to block off the entire doorway. The other two were just as tall; that was the only reason I could see them over this first man’s shoulders.They had what I can only describe as a mean streak on their faces. Neither smiled, and they were lathered in scars, which made me immediately uneasy.But guilt settled into my gut as I realized how ridiculous that was. I’m judging them based on a bunch of scars and their angry features.“Can I help you?” I asked them gently, after they hadn’t said anything for quite some time.“Are you Isabella Hayes?” The man in front of me questioned, his voice was thick and sounded like he was gargling spit.My gut switched the feeling of guilt to something of fear
[Isabella Hayes]Several days had slipped by since Ethan convinced me to move to Arella.Three weeks. That was how long he’d given me to pack up my things, say goodbye to the people who mattered, and decide what I wanted the rest of my life to look like.He'd promised I wouldn't have to work for the first year. I could settle in, breathe, and focus on building the business idea until it was something he could actually invest in.The thought had terrified me at first. I mean, I didn’t have any experience owning my own business. I barely had any good work experience.But now... it almost excited me.For the first time in years, the future didn't feel like a prison sentence. It felt like a blank page.If only the present would stop trying to destroy me.Leaving Naomi's apartment had become nearly impossible.Every morning brought another headline about me.Another blurry photograph that made it look like I was fraternizing with men.Another fabricated story about the multiple affairs I'd
[Ethan Blake]My behavior could be considered suspicious.It really did come off as a man suddenly switching up his personality. But I am not like that.There’s a reason why I’m acting so strangely.First of all, I wasn’t that surprised that Isabella wanted to leave, but she was choosing a quaint small town that had nothing going for her. She would struggle the whole way, and I wanted none of that for her.Secondly, I’d heard back from the team I set to look into the Cole family and Isabella’s mother.The latter, I have yet to read what they sent on her. I had to put that aside when I was informed that Daniel and Selena planned to really punish Isabella for her crimes. They truly hated her more than I had ever known.They were angry she exposed their secret to Julian; they didn’t like that she was the one who filed for divorce— which they had only discovered a day before my team contacted me. Basically, every single thing this woman did was put under a harsh lens by the two of them.I
[Isabella Hayes]“Mrs Cole? Mrs Cole, are you still there?”The assistant’s voice drowns out as something in my brain clicks into place, but that can’t be right. The call… the reason he was so happy… it couldn’t have been because of her.I never worried about Olivia, even though Adrian’s parents be
[Isabella Hayes]Later in the day, I met up with my best friend for a chat and some drinks to help me process my embarrassment.“You didn’t call him out?” Naomi shouted, alerting other people in the cafe to our table. She was acting like I’d committed a cardinal sin.“I…” I fumbled over my words, f
[Isabella Hayes]There’s a saying my best friend uses constantly.‘The public never forgets, so be careful what you do around them.’You stumble once on stage, they’ll bring it up every single chance they get. They love to humble people at the top.Cheat on your wealthy husband with a busboy? And w
[Isabella Hayes]I sat in the front row, in view of the cameras, feeling so many things at once. The cameramen seemed to love me because every now and then, a round of clicks would go off in my direction. Something like this would bother a normal person, someone who wasn’t used to being the center


















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