Semua Bab Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal's Gone With The Money: Bab 1391 - Bab 1400

Isabella took the file from him and clicked her tongue twice. If she had known that the answers were readily available on the coffee table, she would have found a way to pick the lock and get in without having to see him.While Isabella read through it, Isaiah briefly commented, "So, Luther has serious control and possessiveness issues, with you as his target. It's just that he managed to control himself for some reason."Isabella simply replied, "That's good that he can control it."Isaiah added, "Keep reading."According to the cases Isaiah had studied, Luther's possessiveness and control over Isabella far exceeded what was considered normal. Right now, he could use his willpower to contain these tendencies. However, once they were together, those suppressed emotions could no longer be hidden. It was a matter of having something within his grasp and then refusing to let go.In other words, Isabella's freedom might be at stake."I think it's not that bad. His psychological con

Isabella was aware of his concerns and did not resist, saying, "Alright."After their discussion, the study fell silent. Worries consumed Isaiah's mind, and he dreaded the thought of Isabella getting hurt by Luther. However, he also realized that denying her request would leave her frustrated."Come with me to the backyard," Isaiah suddenly spoke.As they stood up and went downstairs, Isabella asked, "What are we doing?"Isaiah did not respond to her.After a while, they arrived in the backyard. It was now dark outside, but thanks to the outdoor lights, the surroundings were well-lit."Fight me. If you can hold your own for ten minutes, I'll temporarily ease my worries about you spending a week with him," Isaiah said directly, his stern expression reflecting his mood.Isabella swiftly declined, without hesitation, "No, I won't."The strength difference between a man and a woman was significant. She was not sure she could even last for five minutes, let alone ten."I'm a lady a

Luther did not just like Isabella; he also wanted to possess her. He wished for Isabella to stay by his side forever, with him being her sole focus."If you like her, why not try to get better?" This was the question that puzzled Isaiah the most. "You rarely seek medical advice. When you do, it's almost only when your condition becomes severe, and you don't follow the doctor's recommended staged treatment."A simple question stunned Luther. Why? Well, he never thought he could truly have her. He always believed someone else would be more suitable for her, someone as bright and warm as she was. Yet, his selfish desire to possess her battled with the belief that she should only belong to him.These clashing emotions led to the situation they were in. He wanted her but kept her at arm's length."I've selfishly thought about not letting her come here," Isaiah admitted. As men, they needed to confront their problems head-on. "But she's the type who won't give up until she reaches

With Isaiah's assurance, Isabella felt at ease. She knew Isaiah's capabilities well, and when he made a promise, he had a 100% success rate. Just as Isabella had expected, Isaiah had already discovered the reasons behind Luther's behavior by Friday evening.Inside their hotel suite, Isabella looked at Isaiah, who had called her over but was not saying anything. Puzzled, she asked, "Didn't you find out? What's the reason?""Take a guess," Isaiah replied.Isabella was confused. "Stop playing games.""There are three reasons. The first reason is that he came to Nexuria to see you, and you were playing a game with Jojo and Nick. He saw you then," Isaiah said, ticking them off one by one. Isabella racked her brain but eventually gave up. They had played games together countless times, and it was hard to recall which specific instance he meant."Wait!" Isabella seemed to have a moment of clarity. She guessed, "Could it be the time we played a murder mystery game where Jojo and I g

"Got it. Don't worry," Isabella said with a smile, feeling relatively relaxed.Isaiah did not respond. There was no way he could truly relax until there was a positive resolution for both of them.After their conversation, Isabella left to meet Luther. She had about an hour to spare before Luther finished work, so she took the time to decorate Luther's home. She rearranged his room and set up a candlelit dinner. This was her last formal attempt to win Luther over, the final step in her pursuit.Luther, who often traveled for work and had a busy schedule, had installed surveillance in his living room. He could see Isabella bustling around, and it pained him. They could continue their distant, separate lives, but it seemed that he had to completely ruin their relationship. Luther did not want her to see that side of him."Mr. Brooks?" Roderick tried to get his attention, calling him several times. "Mr. Brooks!"Luther slowly snapped back to reality, his voice somewhat hoarse. "W