Isabella instantly understood, her eyes widened in shock as she looked up at Vincent.Vincent met her gaze, his hand gently resting on her abdomen."Inside here, is my child," he said.Isabella: ...Isabella's mind went blank.She scrutinized Vincent carefully.High nose, thin lips, deep eyes, and at this moment, there was seriousness in his gaze.That night, she had been drugged and her mind was foggy. The next day when she woke up, she only wanted to leave, so she had no idea what the man she had a one-night stand with looked like.This child came unexpectedly, and she was barely able to take care of herself, let alone him.But before Isabella could express her thoughts, Vincent spoke up, straightforwardly saying, "Isabella, I will take responsibility. Let's get married."Isabella was surprised by his words, but she was rational. Without hesitation, she rejected him."No, it's unnecessary, Vincent. That night, I was framed, and everything that happened afterward was an accident. Thi
Randall couldn't believe it when he heard that Isabella and Timothy had called off their engagement. He couldn't wrap his head around it, so he dashed straight to Timothy's office."Are you brainwashed by Angela again?" he blurted out.Even though Timothy and Angela seemed to blame Isabella for everything, Randall couldn't agree. He was convinced that Angela was behind it all, plotting against Isabella."Why do you have such a grudge against Angela?" Timothy frowned.Randall scoffed, "Because I've known Angela since we were kids. Do you know how many times she's schemed against Isabella?"Now, every time Timothy heard Isabella's name, he felt annoyed, especially seeing Randall unconditionally defending her."She already had an engagement but went messing around with others. I saw it with my own eyes, can't blame anyone else for it," Timothy asserted.Randall was taken aback at first, then resolutely stated, "Impossible. Isabella would never do such a thing."This topic was a thorn in
"Okay, wait for me to calculate for you." The landlord took out his record book and flipped to Isabella's page."Deposit is three thousand, which can be refunded to you. But the remaining rent for this month cannot be refunded. We agreed upon this when you rented the place. You should have informed me at least half a month in advance if you were planning to move out suddenly. It puts me in a difficult situation."Isabella pursed her lips, reluctantly nodded. Although it was the truth, she still felt a pang in her heart.She even considered discussing with Vincent about staying until the end of the month before moving out.Vincent had been discreetly observing Isabella. Seeing her pained and helpless expression, he couldn't help but find it somewhat endearing.As they stepped out from the landlord's place, Isabella held onto the three thousand deposit, her mood not lifting.Vincent spoke up, "How much more rent should she refund you?"Isabella looked up at him, mentally calculated, the
Isabella quickly refused, "I'm not cold."Vincent nodded, "Don't take it off, it's just a few steps, we'll be there soon."Isabella stopped refusing upon hearing this and silently followed Vincent.They walked through the meticulously groomed courtyard, and Vincent stood in front of the door and entered the passcode."The door code is 1212, remember it."Isabella nodded, then silently repeated it twice in her mind.Opening the door, the first thing that caught their eyes was a spacious hall, elegantly decorated with no excess.Vincent bent down to change his shoes and then brought out a new pair of slippers for Isabella."These are for guests, tomorrow I'll have someone buy you a new pair."Isabella immediately shook her head, "No need to bother."Vincent didn't respond to her refusal, instead he led her to the sofa in the living room and handed her the TV remote, "You watch TV for a while, I'll go cook."Isabella looked at him somewhat shocked, "You can cook?"Vincent: "What's so sur
"Here are your wallet and phone," Vincent handed them to her."Wow, that was quick!" Isabella exclaimed, sitting up excitedly to take the bag. She immediately pulled out her phone.Vincent watched her swift movements, a hint of disapproval in his eyes. But seeing Isabella so happy, he didn't say anything, simply walking away to help her pack her luggage.Isabella had gone almost the entire day without her phone, which for a modern young person was unimaginable.Knowing she had to attend a banquet, Isabella had put her phone on silent beforehand. Now, as she checked her phone, she was taken aback.It was filled with missed calls and messages.Mostly from Randall, and even Timothy had called once.After breaking off the engagement, she had considered blocking Timothy, but then she thought, given Timothy's personality, he wouldn't actively contact her, so blocking him or not didn't make much difference.But she never expected him to call her?Isabella chuckled and promptly blocked Timoth
"I'm going out with an old friend," Isabella announced to Vincent the next morning, bracing herself for the questions she knew would come.Vincent's face immediately fell into a worried expression. He had noticed that Isabella had been restless all night, tossing and turning in her sleep. He had assumed it was just pregnancy insomnia, but now he was starting to worry that something else might be wrong."Who's the friend?" he asked carefully, trying not to sound too concerned. Isabella arched an eyebrow, "It's only been 24 hours since we got married, you can't expect to know every single one of my friends." She said, a hint of sarcasm in her voice."I know that," Vincent said quickly, trying to backpedal. "I just wanted to make sure you're safe. I don't want anything to happen to you or the baby."Isabella softened a little at his words, but she still felt a bit annoyed. She was a grown woman, and she didn't need a babysitter."I'll be fine, I promise," Isabella said, trying to reass
"Now that Timothy isn't engaged to your sister anymore, you should go for him before someone else does," Angel mused, remembering her mother's words from the night before. She couldn't help but smile at the thought.Timothy was a catch, there was no doubt about that. He was handsome, successful, and had always be kind to her. And now he was single, which only made him more desirable in Angel's eyes.She couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in her stomach at the thought of being with him. Angel studied herself in the mirror, applying the final touches to her makeup. She wanted to look her best, not for herself, but for Timothy. She wanted to sweep him off his feet, and she knew she had to look her best to do it.She carefully applied a shade of red lipstick, making sure it was just the right shade to bring out the natural beauty of her lips. Then she adjusted her red dress, making sure it showed off her figure to its best advantage.She wanted to make a good impression, and
Isabella reached for her phone and saw that Audrey was calling. As promised, Vincent had sent his driver to pick up Isabella's things from Audrey's house.She let out a long, slow breath and considered whether or not to answer. She knew that if she picked up the phone, she would have to deal with whatever Audrey had to say. And she wasn't sure she was ready for that. But if she didn't answer, Audrey would only keep calling, and Isabella knew that she couldn't avoid her forever.She took another deep breath and answered the call. "Hello?" she said, her voice shaking slightly."Isabella," Audrey said. "Where are you?""I'm home," Isabella lied, trying to keep her voice steady."That's strange," Audrey said, suspicion creeping into her voice. "I'm outside your apartment, and it looks like no one's home. Your curtains are not here and I can see that there's nothing inside."Isabella's heart began to race. She knew she had been caught in a lie, and she didn't know how to get out of it.