All Chapters of THE EXTRAORDINARY BRIDE OF THE WYNDHAM FAMILY : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

“Congratulations, Mrs. Wyndham. You are four weeks pregnant.” The words hit Isla like a sudden jolt of electricity. For a moment, she could only stare at the doctor in disbelief, her lips parting slightly as she tried to process what she’d just heard. Pregnant? There was a tiny life inside her—a heartbeat she hadn’t even heard yet, but already loved deeply. She had dreamt of this day so many times. She had dreamt of building a family with Gabriel, to see the laughter of their children, echoing through their home. And to be one happy family. And now, that dream was no longer just a fantasy. It was real. Finally, things were beginning to take shape again. Gabriel had been more at peace lately. He no longer saw Delphine—at least, not since the scandal. Both Delphine and Anna had gone quiet, hiding away after the viral video that turned the internet against the family. For once, peace had returned to Isla’s heart. She hummed softly as she moved about the kitchen, slicing vegetables

After reading the fake pregnancy test result, Isla was certain now that someone was watching her. Someone who didn’t want her relationship with Gabriel to survive. But right now, she had to tell him the truth. She sniffled and spoke softly, her voice trembling. “This result is fake. I can prove it.” For a brief moment, Gabriel’s expression softened—hope flickered in his eyes. He wanted to believe her. But something inside him was fighting it. Isla quickly grabbed the envelope she had dropped on the table. She tore it open, and stepped closer to him. She held his hand and placed the new envelope in it. “This is the correct result,” she said firmly. Gabriel looked at her, his eyes unreadable. He hadn’t opened it yet; he was just staring at her face, searching for something her truth. Maybe more. “I was feeling sick this morning,” Isla continued. “So I went to the hospital after you left for work. The doctor ran a test, and that was the result. I’m only four weeks pregnant,

“Sir, what do you say? Should we cancel the contracts or approve them?” the company’s COO asked carefully, breaking the silence that had lingered far too long. He was a tall, broad-shouldered man with dark curly hair trimmed neatly at the sides. The loose strands that fell across his forehead softened his sharp features. His rectangular glasses gave him an intelligent, almost nerdish look—one that contrasted Gabriel’s cold, commanding presence. The boardroom was tense. Everyone seated around the long mahogany table waited for the CEO to speak. But Gabriel didn’t. He sat there, motionless, his gaze fixed on the stack of files before him, though it was clear his mind was far away. Lately, the company had been suffering irregularities—contracts with inflated figures, unaccounted expenditures, and suspicious transactions. Gabriel had halted all new deals until the situation was investigated. Today’s meeting was meant to resolve the issue. Every major contractor had been summoned—incl

Alfred’s lips curved into a calm, pleasant smile. His wrinkled hand lifted slightly, gesturing toward the chair beside Jeffrey Cavalier. “Sit down, Isla.” But Isla didn’t move. For a second, she felt her heart stop. Fear rushed through her veins like ice. She thought that she was certain that the old man must have believed the same lie as Gabriel. Her instinct was to defend herself, to explain, to beg him to believe her. But before she could even open her mouth, Alfred’s next words stole the air from her lungs. “Don’t be foolish, Isla,” he said evenly. “I set everything up. The fake pregnancy test results, the photos, all of it. I orchestrated everything. Now, sit down and hear me out.” The world around her seemed to freeze. Isla stared, unblinking. Her knees wobbled, and she gripped the edge of the chair to steady herself. “What… what did you just say?” she whispered, her voice trembling. Alfred only watched her with that same composed expression, as if what he’d just c

Isla paced slowly across the large study, her steps soft against the carpeted floor. Her mind was running in circles, trying to piece everything together. It all made sense now—at least most of it. Now she knew why Alfred had always liked her, why he’d treated her differently from the others. Still, questions remained like shadows in her thoughts. What did he mean by "next time"? She knew he hadn’t told her everything. Alfred watched her with quiet amusement, a faint smile curving his lips. He was proud of her composure, of the strength she carried even in confusion. He had chosen right this time. Isla was the woman who would bring stability and sanity back to this family. Anna had failed him, and he had accepted it. Now, he was ready to sever ties with the royal home completely, no matter the cost. There was no need to mend what had already been broken; it was better to build something new. Isla finally turned to him, her voice soft but steady. “About my husband… don’t you think