บททั้งหมดของ Husband by Error: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

One Week LaterIt was a bright, sunny morning.Isabella and Maximilian were getting ready for a business trip that would also double as a short vacation.Inside the bedroom, Isabella looked cheerful as she neatly packed her clothes into the suitcase.Then—There came a sudden knock at the door.Isabella hurried to open it, only to find Samantha standing there, holding a suitcase of her own. Isabella smiled and quickly invited her inside.“Come in, sit down,” Isabella said.“Thanks,” Samantha replied, sitting down on the sofa.“Wait here for a bit, Sam. I’ll be right back,” Isabella said before heading back to the bedroom.“Who was that?” Maximilian asked without looking up.“Samantha,” Isabella answered.“Are you done packing?” he asked again.“Yup. Let’s go!” Isabella said enthusiastically.Maximilian stepped closer, his sharp eyes locking on hers. “I’m warning you—don’t you or your friend cause me any trouble while we’re there,” he said coldly.“I know! You don’t have to keep repeat

They headed together toward the dining hall. When they arrived, they found Isabella and Samantha already seated—but Miley was nowhere to be seen. They sat down and waited for her. Isabella ended up across the table from Max.A few minutes later, Miley appeared. She looked stunning that night—elegant in a soft mocha-colored dress that hugged her figure, her long hair cascading perfectly down her shoulders.“Sorry to keep you waiting,” Miley said with a charming smile as she approached.“It’s fine, Miley,” Isabella replied politely.Miley sat beside Max. Isabella leaned toward Samantha and whispered, “Miley looks gorgeous tonight, doesn’t she?”“You look beautiful too, Bella,” Samantha whispered back with a soft smile.“Yeah, sure—every girl always thinks her friend looks better,” Isabella muttered under her breath.“You’re really beautiful, Isabella. Ask your husband if you don’t believe me,” Samantha teased.“Mr. Martez, don’t you think Isabella’s beautiful?” Samantha asked with a mis

The morning sun was warm and bright, its golden rays spilling across the earth.A gentle breeze played with Isabella’s long, loose hair, swaying it softly until she tucked the strands behind her ear.They walked side by side, and Miguel couldn’t stop stealing glances at her from the corner of his eye.“Isabella, do you remember when we were kids—when the three of us went to the beach with your father, Uncle Hernando?” Miguel asked.“Yes,” Isabella replied shortly.“That was the first time I ever saw the ocean. Ever since then, I’ve loved going to the beach,” he said with a smile.“Really?” she asked.

A Month LaterA month passed by in a blink.That afternoon, Isabella was busy cooking in the kitchen. She tied her hair into a ponytail, slipped on an apron, and wiped the sweat glistening on her forehead. The heat was almost unbearable, especially since Aunt Anita, the housekeeper, hadn’t been able to come for several days due to illness. So, Isabella had to handle all the housework by herself.In the middle of her cooking, a sudden knock came from the front door. Her hands were still dusted with flour as she hurried to open it.When she swung the door open, Miguel and Miley were standing there.Both of them greeted her warmly, and Isabella returned their smiles with equal warmth. She invited them inside and gestured for them to sit down.“Are you here to see Max?” Isabella asked.“Miley might be looking for my brother,” Miguel said with a soft smile. “But I came here to see you.”Isabella ignored his words completely.“Uh… Max went to the repair shop to get his computer fixed,” she

Max had called every relative and close friend he could reach. Within a few hours, the house was filled with people offering their condolences.Some time later, Isabella slowly regained consciousness. She blinked a few times and saw Samantha leaning over her, tears streaming down her face. Isabella sat up, her expression blank and lifeless. Without a word, Samantha wrapped her arms tightly around her.“Bella, please… be strong, okay? You still have me,” Samantha whispered, her voice trembling. She tried to comfort her best friend, but Isabella didn’t say a word. Her eyes were empty, distant.She rose to her feet and walked out of the room. The moment she saw her mother’s lifeless body lying still, tears threatened to fall—but they didn’t. She just stood there, motionless, as people gathered to pay their final respects to Mrs. Adeline before she was laid to rest.When the ceremony was over, Isabella sat in the living room, staring blankly into space. Samantha stayed beside her quietly.