Semua Bab THE EXTRAORDINARY BRIDE OF THE WYNDHAM FAMILY : Bab 81 - Bab 90

“You don’t have to be shy, love,” Gabriel teased with a low chuckle, clearly enjoying the way she reacted. His voice carried that deep warmth that always made Isla’s stomach flutter. She looked away briefly, then smiled. She looked shy, but she was also full of emotion. When her eyes met his again, something inside her softened completely. For a fleeting second, she forgot everything—the arguments with Wyatt, the unspoken doubts between them. All she could feel was how peaceful it was to sit there with him, how safe his presence felt. Gabriel noticed her silence and tilted his head. “You’ve zoned out again,” he said quietly, his tone even more softer than before. He leaned a little closer, his green eyes full of curiosity and concern. “Tell me, seriously—what are you thinking about?” Isla parted her lips to reply, but the door opened before she could speak. The head waiter entered with a soft smile, wheeling in a silver food cart. The delicate aroma of butter and spices filled the

Isla was in a fix, completely cornered by Delphine. She couldn’t defend herself this time. Delphine had used her mistake against her. And she did it in a way that left Isla defenceless. Whatever Delphine was planning was clearly working. Maybe this time, she had truly won. “Delphine,” Sia said with a little sniff, her tone came out sharp and cold. “Please, let her be. What more could you expect from someone like her?” The words stung deeply, slicing through Isla’s heart. But she said nothing. She knew if she tried to speak now, it would only turn against her. So she held her tongue, blinked away the tears burning in her eyes, and swallowed the pain. Delphine didn’t smile, but Isla could tell she was pleased with herself. Her silence was victory enough. When Delphine and Sia finally walked away, Landon stayed behind. He looked at Isla with concern. “Are you okay?” he asked softly. Isla nodded, though her eyes were red and puffy. She bit the inside of her cheek to stop the tears

Gabriel and Isla sat in the car, they were on their way home. Once again, both of them were lost in their own thoughts. A sudden buzz from Isla’s purse broke the silence. The sound made Gabriel shift slightly, but he soon drifted back into his thoughts. The weight of the day showed on his face. Stress was clearly eating at him—but there was something deeper too. The image of his grandfather collapsing kept replaying in his mind. It didn’t make sense. Though he was not there. But he could only imagine it. The doctor said it was due to low blood sugar. Since when? He went for check ups regularly. His health has always been his top priority. The old man had always seemed so strong. The whole thing felt strange. While Gabriel pieced together the possibilities in his mind, Isla took out her phone and glanced at the message. It was from Sofie. “Can I meet with you tomorrow?” came Sofie's message. Isla began typing her reply. “Sure. Is something wrong?” A few seconds later, Sofie rep

A persistent phone rang loudly in Gabriel’s bedroom. It didn’t stop. The vibration against the dresser grew even louder, echoing through the quiet space. It was Gabriel’s phone, and it was still ringing. But no one was there to answer. He and Isla were still in the bathroom together. The bathroom door swung open and Gabriel rushed out, water dripping from his hair and down his bare chest. A white towel was wrapped around his waist, revealing the sharp V-line of his abdomen. He moved fast toward the dresser and grabbed his phone. At first, he thought it was a call from the hospital. But when the screen lit up, his heart jumped—it was his father. And there are several missed calls from him. A wave of panic hit him. His father never called unless something serious had happened. His chest tightened as he dialed back, silently praying it wasn’t about his grandfather. Even though the old man was aging, Gabriel wasn’t ready to lose him yet. Isla walked out of the bathroom, her soft fra

She tilted her head, trying to think fast. Her eyes swept around the large suite, searching for Alfred’s phone, but there was no sign of it anywhere. Her heart pounded. If he found that phone and saw the news… Just then, the door opened, and the doctor walked in. Relief washed over Isla’s face. At least his presence would distract Alfred’s attention away from the phone. Two nurses followed closely behind the doctor, their white uniforms crisp under the soft hospital lights. “I see the chairman has finally awoken from his brief sleep,” the doctor said cheerfully as he approached the bedside. Alfred’s expression shifted slightly, something unreadable crossing his tired eyes. Isla couldn’t tell if it was suspicion or confusion. It was Isla's behaviour that confused Alfred. He had just asked for his phone and nothing more. So, what seemed to be the problem? “I’ll be right back, Grandfather,” Isla said quickly before stepping out of the room, leaving the doctor and nurses to attend t