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Chapter 391 - Shadows of Me

Isabel’s POVThe little girl stood frozen . Her lower lip trembled, eyes glossy with unshed tears as she stared up at me. I could see the way my expression—sharp, unfiltered irritation—frightened her. But instead of softening, I felt an inexplicable surge of frustration bubbling inside me, hot and irrational. Why? It was just ice cream, just a dress. Why did it feel like something had snapped inside of me?Before I could figure out how to undo the damage, her parents rushed over. They took in the scene quickly—the vivid pink stain on my cream-colored satin dress, their daughter's terrified face—and instantly started apologizing."We're so sorry! She didn’t mean to, she was just excited and—"“We’ll cover the cleaning cost,” her father added quickly. “Or if the stain doesn’t come out, we’ll replace the dress.”Their politeness made me feel even worse. I finally realized just how out of line my reaction had been. My throat tightened with shame, and I forced my features to relax, though

Chapter 392 - The Weight of Intuition

Isabel’s POVLila took a small step back, bowing her head slightly. "I’m sorry, Miss. I heard you scream. I was worried, that’s all."I clenched my jaw, forcing my breath to steady. My pulse still pounded in my ears, the remnants of my nightmare clinging to me like a shadow. I didn’t want Lila to see me like this—vulnerable, shaken. I already didn’t trust her, and the last thing I needed was to give her more reason to think I was weak."I’m fine. Just a nightmare," I said flatly, willing her to leave. But she remained rooted in place, her wide eyes watching me too closely. The sight of her standing in my room, uninvited, made my skin crawl. "Is there anything else you needed to tell me?" I asked, breaking the awkward silence."Yes, Miss." Her voice was soft, almost hesitant. "Mr. Williams was called out for an emergency. It seemed to be serious trouble."I frowned, my mind quickly shifting from my own unease to Emerson. "I see. I trust he’ll handle it." But something about the way sh

Chapter 393 - Crabby Consultation

Isabel’s POVThe crisp autumn air slipped through the barely open door, sending a chill under my robe and up my spine. I folded my arms tightly around myself, standing in the doorway, facing the psychiatrist.I hesitated. Letting a stranger into my home—especially one I hadn’t asked for—felt intrusive. But standing here, shivering in the cold, wasn’t exactly productive either."Alright, well... come in," I finally said, stepping aside. "I just need a moment to get more... presentable."Dr. Hensley gave a small nod, stepping inside. "Of course, Miss Sullivan. Take your time."I closed the door behind him and walked upstairs, my thoughts racing. Emerson had sent this doctor without telling me. Did he really think I needed professional help? Was I unraveling so much that he didn’t trust me to handle things on my own?I took my time changing, pressing my hands against my temples in an attempt to clear my mind. The last thing I needed was to seem defensive or unstable in front of a psychia

Chapter 394 - Suspicions Confirmed

Isabel’s POVEmerson left early the next morning. His goodbye lingered longer than usual, as if he wasn’t quite convinced I’d be okay without him. I assured him I would be. After all, I wasn’t alone—I had Liam and Elena to keep me busy. And, of course, Lila.The next few days passed in an odd sort of blur. Lila was... restrained. Almost too restrained. She moved quietly through the house, speaking only when spoken to, never lingering too long in any room where the children or I were. It was as if she was deliberately making herself scarce, and that should have reassured me. But instead, it unsettled me more.Had I been wrong about her? Was my paranoia making me see things that weren’t there?My own condition was another concern. My anxiety was getting worse by the day, even though there was no tangible cause. Despite my reluctance to take the prescribed medicine, I forced myself to follow the routine. And to my surprise, it helped. The constant edge of anxiety dulled, and my heart

Chapter 395 - Caught Red Handed

Isabel’s POVI let out the breath I had been holding as Lila and the gardener continued their hushed conversation. My heart pounded against my ribs, the sound deafening in my ears. She hadn’t seen me. Thank goodness.I swallowed hard and pressed my back against the cold brick wall, straining to hear every word.Stealing another glance around the corner, I saw Lila retrieve a thick wad of cash from the pocket of her coat. She handed it to the gardener, who accepted it with an almost smug expression."You really should’ve paid me sooner," the gardener said, stuffing the money into his pocket. "I had to lie low for a while. Do you know how hard that was?"Lila rolled her eyes, crossing her arms. "You got what you wanted, didn’t you? The job isn’t finished yet. I might have something else for you soon."The gardener raised an eyebrow. "More risks? I thought burying that damn watch was the last of it. You know, making me take the fall was a clever trick, but I ain’t doing this forever."I

Chapter 396 - Broken Telephone

Emerson’s POVI was finally done sorting things out on my work trip in Sweden. The crisp Scandinavian air had been invigorating. But I’d barely had time to register the incredible beauty of my surroundings.As I strode through the airport, my mind was occupied by one thought only: getting home. The past week had been exhausting, a whirlwind of negotiations and damage control. But it was finally over. As I stepped into the priority boarding line, I allowed myself a brief moment to imagine bringing Isabel and the kids here one day. The snow-tipped mountains, the breathtaking fjords—it would be a perfect getaway.Shifting my carry-on to his other hand, I pulled out my phone and dialed Isabel’s number. I let it ring. I waited, and waited. After what felt like an eternity, the call went straight to voicemail. Frowning, I tried again, and again. Still, no answer.A bad feeling settled in my gut. Something didn’t sit right with me. I quickly scrolled through my contacts and called Marianne

Chapter 397 - In a Blur

Isabel’s POVI was jolted awake by a loud crash. My heart pounded against my ribs as my mind struggled to catch up with my body’s sudden alertness. The door had burst open, and through my blurry vision, I saw Marianne and one of the house servants standing there. Their faces were filled with worry."Miss, are you alright?!" Marianne's voice was breathless, her hands clutching the doorframe as if she'd been running.I blinked, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. My head felt thick with drowsiness, and a yawn escaped before I could stop it. "What…? What's going on?"Marianne hesitated before stepping closer. "You weren’t answering your phone. Mr. Williams called. He sounded anxious. He asked me to check on you. When you didn’t answer the door, he told me to break it open."Her words took a moment to sink in. I looked past her to see my door hanging slightly off its hinges. "You broke my door?""We thought something happened! You’ve been sleeping for far too long, Miss. You never sleep at th

Chapter 398 - Versions of Events

Isabel’s POV“Lila?"My voice cut through the silence of the room, reminding her that I’d asked her a question. But she didn’t react for a few seconds. I watched her carefully, taking in the slight twitch of her fingers as they rested against the tray she was holding. Her expression was unreadable as usual. But something about it unsettled me—like she was caught between two emotions. An odd mixture of anxiety and triumph flickered behind her eyes. As if my memory loss was something to celebrate and fear all at once.She hesitated just a moment too long before answering. “You were dealing with work last night.”I frowned. “And then?”“You had a sudden headache,” she continued, her voice smooth but slightly rehearsed. “So you took some pills. I assumed it was from stress.”I stared at her, willing my mind to recall anything from last night… Nothing. It was like hitting a wall—no images, no snippets of conversation, just a frustrating void. Could that really be all that happened? A h

Chapter 399 - Not Myself

Isabel’s POVI rushed down the stairs, the cool wooden floor pressing against the soles of my bare feet. The nightgown I’d thrown on clung to me like a second skin. The hem fluttered slightly with each hurried step. The soft, silk fabric did nothing to shield me from the cold evening air. But the chill didn't matter. I had to find out what was wrong with Emerson. Why did he sound so panicked?As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I spotted him in the entryway. The moment I saw him standing there, disheveled and breathless, something stirred deep inside of me.Had I… missed him? No. My emotions had been all over the place lately. This… whatever this feeling was… was probably just a side effect of the medication.His eyes darted around the room with an intensity that made my heart race. When he saw me, a visible shudder ran through him.“Isa!” He gasped my name, his voice raw. The panic in his eyes shot through me like an electric current.“What’s wrong?” I asked, my voice shaky. His f

Chapter 400 - Unsettling Return

Emerson’s POVSeeing Isabel like this felt like the world had split open beneath my feet, leaving me suspended in a void of helplessness. The woman I loved, the woman who had always been a pillar of strength and clarity, was unraveling right in front of me. In another time, another life, I might have noticed the way her nightgown clung to her body, the soft curve of her hips, the gentle slope of her collarbones. I hadn’t seen her like this in… too long.But not now. Not when she looked so fragile. So lost. Her usual radiance was dimmed, clouded by confusion and fear. All I could do was hold her.I pulled her into my arms, wrapping her tightly against me. Her warmth was a balm to the cold panic creeping through my chest. I stroked her hair, just like I used to when we were still together—back when life hadn’t been so full of uncertainties. I tried to steady her. But more than that, I tried to steady myself.“It’s okay, Isa. Don’t force yourself,” I whispered, my voice low, soothing.I

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