Semua Bab Dumped By My EX, I Picked Up A Tycoon: Bab 101 - Bab 110

Isabella’s POVI know that my relationship with Matteo and Noah was compromised the moment Stella showed up. Her sudden arrival on the day of Noah’s birthday spread like wildfire. It became the talk of the town, and I was involved in it. People are calling me names. Some are on my side, but mostly they’re accusing me of trying to ruin a family.A mistress.Matteo assured me that their marriage ended a long time ago, but the worry, fear, and pain resided in my heart, haunting me every second.I couldn’t even focus on my paper work. I kept on thinking about what happened on Noah's birthday, and it’s been two days since that happened.Things got too complicated with Noah. He rarely talks and he would push everyone away. It affected the whole mansion that even the maids were anxious because Matteo had been in a bad mood for two straight days.I was the only one trying to calm the tide but insisting on a conversation everyday and offering things to make Noah and Matteo feel better. But I’m

Isabella’s POVShould I just accept Matteo’s offer to get our marriage license even without a proper wedding?I understand that Stella is just a mother who wants to be part of her child’s life, but her dream is a torture to me. It keeps me from thinking rationally. It keeps me wide awake at night.“Uhm… Are you really Noah’s mother?” The homeroom teacher seemed confused as she saw me standing by the door. “Mrs. Moretti—”Stella chuckled, interrupting the homeroom teacher who was about to call me. “Mrs. Moretti?” She turned to me. “So, you completely stole everything from me.”I swallowed hard and sucked in a deep breath. Slowly, I entered the classroom. I have the right. Matteo gave me the right.I stopped in front of the homeroom teacher and slightly bowed my head. “I apologize for the misunderstanding, Miss. I’m Isabella Clarkson, and I’m Matteo Moretti’s fiance. This woman here…” I slowly turned to Stella. “...is the biological mother and Matteo’s ex-wife.”Whispers from other pare

Isabella’s POVHe didn’t comfort her.He didn’t touch her.He didn’t console her.But his silence was so cold. And it suffocated me.The drive home was painfully and heavily quiet. The scene earlier played in my head in loop.I kept my eyes outside the window, trying so hard to divert my attention, but I failed.I looked at Matteo. He wasn’t saying anything. He was just driving, eyes fixed on the road, jaws clenched, straight face. I didn’t see anger. I didn’t see regrets, or anything. Not even sadness of his dying ex-wife.“Are you okay?” I asked, unable to hold it in any longer. The longer the silence, the longer my heart suffers in pain. I couldn’t stand his silence. I couldn’t stand the coldness.He didn’t look at me, not even a single glance. “I’m fine.”Liar. I could feel the heaviness behind those words. Like it wasn’t meant for me, but for him. To remind him that he should be fine.He was raising his walls. He was wearing his armor again. The same armor he wore before to hide

Isabella’s POVShe smiled at me, apologetic and awkward. “Hi. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you two. Noah won’t let me go. He wants me to sleep here tonight since Matteo didn’t agree when he requested to stay overnight in my apartment.”I couldn’t answer. I was just staring at Stella, unable to utter a single. I can’t even move. I wanted to refuse and drive her away, but the happiness and hope in Noah’s eyes kept me at the edge.“No!” Matteo’s voice roared like thunder.I felt like a double edge knife had struck my heart. Noah no longer needs me.“Papa, please…” Noah begged like his life was on the line.I couldn’t blame him. But I also couldn’t hide the pain.Matteo stood beside me, his hands no longer holding mine. His jaws were clenched. His eyes were sharp. His expression was dark. A strong disapproval was written on his face, but I know he’s giving in.They say this man is ruthless and heartless. But I can’t see that. It’s not like I want him to be evil. I just…I just want

Isabella’s POVThe talk with Giana and Melinda somehow made me feel better. The only thing I’m carrying in my heart now is my decision about my relationship with Matteo.Melinda is right. I am the problem. I should fix myself first before I try to fix my relationship with him. He already gave me an assurance. I trust his love for me.When I got home, it was already dark. Matteo was waiting in the living area. The light was dimmed. He’s the only one sitting on the couch while holding a glass of whiskey. He pulled himself up when he saw me entering the house.“Isabella…” He kissed my cheek, but I didn’t react.He stared at me, realizing there’s something wrong. “What’s wrong? What happened?”I stared into his eyes. “Matteo, my insecurity is consuming me…”His forehead creased. “Isabella, if this is about what happened last night, I’m sorry. I’m sorry, please…”I swallowed hard. “Matteo…”“I didn’t mean to just stand there. It wasn’t my intention to make you feel that way. I didn’t mean