All Chapters of Her Ruthless Revenge: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Prince Khalid, on the other hand, watched in stunned silence as Isabella went from Aura back to Prince Karl, who was sitting on the couch. His mouth fell open in disbelief as Prince Karl kissed her on the forehead and held her hand. This was what he feared. It was just like the memorial scandal had brought them even closer. There were cameras everywhere, which meant they were proving the scandal wrong. They really did care for each other—as husband and wife. “I need to leave,” he muttered as he walked up to Aura. “You’re leaving now? I need your support, and you’re leaving?” Aura was almost going crazy. “I’m sorry, but I can’t stay here and watch those two.” “Why do you care?!” Aura snapped, drawing everyone’s attention—including Isabella and Prince Karl, who were starting to enjoy the drama unfolding. “Let’s take this conversation elsewhere,” Khalid whispered, looking embarrassed as everyone stared. “You’re causing a scene.” “I don’t care if I’m making a scene!” she scre

The decision was finally made. The news of Isabella Stark being permanently banned from the palace spread like wildfire. Prince Karl was also temporarily banned for a few weeks due to his negligence of certain royal duties—something he didn’t really care about.Aura couldn’t help but smile at the news on the television. She switched it off just as Prince Khalid suddenly walked into the room.“I can explain,” she started.“Save it! What in the world is wrong with you?” he snapped.She couldn’t help but scoff loudly at how hypocritical he was being. After leaving her alone yesterday, he had absolutely no right to ask what was wrong with her. He had no right to demand anything from her now.“You are what’s wrong with me, Khalid,” she fired back. “You’re like this evil drug in my system, triggering me to do stupid things—all because of the envy I feel for Isabella. You left me alone during my father’s funeral visit just because you couldn’t bear to see Isabella, while she stood together w

What do you mean they went on vacation?” Prince Khalid snapped at Fabian, who had blocked him in front of the door just as he was about to enter.He had come to see Isabella, insisting he had something important to tell her—something that was a matter of life or death.“I told you, my sister isn’t here. Isabella and her husband went on vacation out of the country,” Fabian replied, his tone laced with pettiness. He relished the way Khalid’s emotions flickered when he referred to Karl as her husband. It was the least he could do instead of punching the man who had abandoned his sister at the altar.“She’s in the middle of a scandal, you fool! Why would you let my brother take her out of the country?” Prince Khalid shouted, his voice sharp with fury.Fabian stepped closer, unflinching. “You’ve got some nerve coming here and trying to tell me how to protect my own sister—especially after what you did to her. My sister and her husband can travel anywhere they please. Honestly, I should’ve

Seeing how happy Amanda was with Fabian made Isabella wish she could carry a child of her own. As soon as she stepped in, Amanda was all over her, asking about every detail of the vacation—how it went, where they stayed, what they ate. Isabella spent the whole afternoon chatting with Amanda and Fabian. She was already exhausted by the time she excused herself, deciding that a walk was exactly what she needed. Slipping on a baseball cap, she boarded a taxi to Border town. She always remembered how she used to take walks down those streets as a teenager, admiring the lights. When they arrived, she paid her fare quickly. The taxi driver almost recognized her, but thankfully, she was quick to get out. As she walked down the familiar streets, memories came flooding back. Border town was where she’d had her first kiss with Prince Khalid. It was where he’d asked her to be his girlfriend at fifteen. She stopped in front of an empty bakery, and a tear streamed down her left cheek. It was th

It was past midnight, and Isabella’s anxiety only deepened when she woke up and found no sign of her husband’s return. She tried calling him, but he wasn’t answering, nor was he replying to any of her text messages about how the meeting had gone. That only heightened her worry.He’s a grown man, not a baby, she told herself, but that didn’t ease her concern. Sighing deeply, she rolled over in bed, restless and unable to sleep. She got to her feet and wrapped a blanket around her body, then stepped outside and sat on the bench near the house. She felt safe since the area was well-lit and the house heavily guarded.She sipped her coffee, determined not to fall asleep until her husband returned. Fabian, her brother, was also taking a midnight stroll when he spotted his sister seated on the bench, worry clearly etched on her face. He smiled warmly and sat beside her, and she immediately rested her head on his shoulder.“Are you okay?” he asked.“No,” she replied.“Is it because of your hu