All Chapters of Come With Me, Rejected Wife: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

The hours had passed, heavy with tension. The police met with Arabella and Eduard in the conference room, showing them surveillance footage of the access to her office. There was no doubt. There was Lauren, with a disturbing laugh, throwing folders on the floor, kicking furniture, and ruthlessly destroying everything in her path. The camera showed how she even spat on the paintings and left everything in chaos.Arabella clenched her fists, trying to contain the rage that consumed her. Her chest rose and fell violently."I knew it was her," she murmured. "I always knew, I don't know why I didn't say it sooner."Eduard, serious, held her shoulder."No one knew for sure it was her, honey. Luckily the police are here now, and they can capture her immediately."An officer confirmed:"We have all the necessary evidence. In addition to the cameras, several guards have confessed that she bribed them to let her through."Arabella stood up abruptly."Damn it, I knew that pair of harpies were

The mansion clock was striking nearly eight in the evening when Eduard entered the main living room. He closed the door with determination, walked directly to Arabella , and without saying a word, he took her by the waist. He pressed a passionate kiss to her cheek, then brushed her ear."It's a done deal, gorgeous," he whispered in a voice full of enthusiasm. "The deal with the Chinese is signed. Our next destination will be Shanghai."Arabella blinked in disbelief, turning to him with surprise on her face."Are you serious?" she asked, almost breathless. "That's… that's wonderful."He nodded, his eyes shining with excitement."More than serious. It's the beginning of something huge, Arabella . This secures our life… it secures our future."She, moved, hugged him tightly, wanting to melt into his body."Oh my God, Eduard!" she laughed through her tears. "That's a lot of money. Not that I'm ambitious, of course, but I'm so excited that things are going well for you, my love, you deser

There were only two days left before they would leave the city. The move was practically done, and the plane tickets were waiting in Eduard's desk drawer. However, there was a knot that Arabella couldn't ignore.That morning, she woke up early, kissed Eduard's cheek while he was still asleep, and whispered:"I have something I need to do. I'll be back later. Please stay with Hope. I promise I won't be long."He opened his eyes, sleepy, and tried to get up."I'll go with you, give me about twenty minutes."She shook her head."No. I have to do this alone. I love you."Eduard looked at her seriously, understanding that there were some things he couldn't stop her from doing, even though the idea of not protecting her tormented him. He just nodded, trusting that she needed to definitively close the past.An hour later, Arabella was in front of the high walls of the central penitentiary. The air felt heavy in her lungs. She walked through the cold corridors, led by a guard. Her steps ech

Three years had passed since that morning when Arabella opened her eyes in Shanghai, but she no longer woke up in a hotel; she did so in a large mansion that her husband had prepared for them. Time had not only healed wounds but had also given them a new life.Now they were four. Hope, the little girl who had come into their lives in the middle of chaos, was already running through the hallways, shouting in two languages, and next to her was Gabriel, the second son who had been born two years ago, as the most vivid proof that life always gives second chances.Arabella 's gallery had become an artistic landmark in the city. That hall that Eduard had shown her empty had filled with colors, brushes, and visitors; paintings hung on walls bathed in soft lights, collectors from different parts of the world coming and going, and she was always at the forefront, with a confidence that she would have thought impossible years before.Eduard, for his part, was one of the most recognized busines

For the first time since she had been working at her sister's company, Lauren arrived early. The silence of the hallways surrounded her, a silence that felt like a judgment. She walked with firm steps, but in reality, she was on the verge of breaking down. All her plans had failed: her tricks, her intrigues, her lies… nothing had worked. And there was Arabella , stronger than ever, protected, loved, enjoying everything she had ever dreamed of.The elevator opened on the top floor. Lauren pressed her lips together when she saw the gold sign: "Presidency - Arabella Hopkins ." Envy burned in her chest. She opened the door without thinking.The office was impeccable, as always. The scent of fresh flowers greeted her, mixed with a hint of oil paint that her sister always had on her. Lauren walked to the leather armchair, Arabella 's throne, and collapsed into it with a sigh full of hatred.She rested her hands on the desk, her fingers tracing the surfaces, the decorations, every detail th