All Chapters of She Chose Him, Now She Wants Me Back: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Dominic held the camera, his emotions tangled. It was true, Autumn had done plenty behind the scenes—following Isabella, tracking him, even setting up cameras. But since she hadn't hidden any of it, he felt no resentment."You really put a lot of thought into this," he said sincerely."Hehe, of course," Autumn replied with a carefree laugh.Dominic smiled back. "Thanks for helping me out today. Lunch is on me. You pick the place."It was already late, and neither of them had eaten."Then I won't hold back," Autumn said brightly.Half an hour later, they stopped in front of a restaurant called *Love Me Blue Cheese.* Dominic looked up at the sign, hesitant. "Are you sure you want to eat here?""Of course!" Autumn strode inside without hesitation.The owner, a plump woman around forty with a wide streak of white hair, greeted her warmly. "Girl, you're back again."Autumn nodded with a hum. "Two large blue cheese pizzas—with lots of parsley…""No parsley!" Dominic cut in quickly.

'Not get a divorce? That was impossible.'Dominic stared at the empty liquor bottle on the table. He walked over, picked it up, and said evenly, "Go to bed. We'll talk when you're sober tomorrow.""Talk about what?" Isabella's voice trembled as she sobered slightly, eyes wide and unfocused."You've already seen the copy of the lawsuit," Dominic said. "It's time to talk about the divorce. I'll be moving out next week."Isabella shot to her feet, her reddened eyes flashing as she shouted, "You're moving out? Where are you going? I don't agree!"Dominic frowned and glanced toward Lilith's room. "Keep your voice down. You've been drinking. I don't want to argue right now. Whatever you have to say, we'll talk calmly tomorrow."Isabella trembled, her chest tightening until it hurt. She clutched his arm, pleading, "Honey, don't do this. I can't live without you. I love you, Dom."Tears streaked down her face. "Have you forgotten our years together? Can you really abandon me? Can you be

Theodore told his story, and Dominic listened in silence.When Theodore was very young, his father had an affair. Before he even turned five, the man abandoned him and his mother and vanished without a trace.The plump restaurant owner was Fiona Davis, a strong woman who refused to break down when her husband left. She didn't cry or make a scene. Instead, she carried the weight of motherhood alone and raised her son the best she could.Over the years, Fiona saved enough money to open a small restaurant, hoping to leave something behind for Theodore.But Theodore had always been rebellious. He never knew the truth about his father's abandonment. He believed it was his mother's fault—that she had driven his father away. That misunderstanding grew into resentment.As he grew older, the rebellion deepened. Fiona tried to correct him, sometimes through harsh scolding or beatings, but nothing worked. He stopped studying, fell in with street thugs, picked fights, and bullied classmates.

Dominic set the dishes on the table and stepped outside. Sure enough, Isabella's purple Porsche sat in the driveway with a fresh scratch on its left front—clearly scraped not long ago.Isabella lifted the rushing Lilith into her arms and smiled at the old man. "Grandpa, we had some things to take care of this morning, so we came to see you first."Harold chuckled warmly. "Dominic's cooking. Sit down and rest a bit."Relief washed over Isabella. Her husband hadn't told Harold about their problems after all.Of course he wouldn't. Harold was already a hundred years old. If he knew, he couldn't do anything and would probably lose sleep over it.Dominic walked back in, a slight frown on his face. "What happened to the car?"Isabella waved lightly, keeping her tone bright. "Nothing serious—just a little scrape."In truth, the drive should've taken an hour. She'd made it in half that time.Dominic nodded. "The food's ready. Since you're here, let's eat together.""Okay!" Isabella se

Dominic had planned to spend the weekend in the countryside, but Isabella's sudden arrival made him change his mind. After dinner, he said goodbye to his grandfather and drove back with his daughter.No matter what he said, Isabella insisted on riding in his car.Dominic frowned. "You drove here yourself."Isabella simply pointed ahead. Under the fading sunset, a woman was running toward them, panting. "Ms. Sinclair!"It was her assistant. Isabella handed her the Porsche key and said calmly, "Drive my car back.""Yes, Ms. Sinclair." The assistant took the key without another word and drove away.Isabella turned back, smiled sweetly at Dominic, and said with a hint of pride, "Now I don't have a car."Lilith tugged on her father's sleeve and whispered, "Let Mommy come with us."Dominic paused for two seconds, then said, "Sit in the back."Isabella walked over, scooped Lilith into her arms, and kissed her hard on the cheek. "That's my sweet little angel."During the drive, Domin