All Chapters of MARRIED TO THE BILLIONAIRE STRANGER : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Isabella’s POV…..The look on his face said everything.I was just a tool to Rafael.For a second, neither of us moved, the air between us turned heavy it became too thick to breathe, too charged to ignore.My heart was still racing, the file sitting open on his desk like evidence in a courtroom.It was proof of all this web of lies.“What the fuck are you doing in here?” he repeated, his voice lower this time. I let out a shaky laugh.“You should be asking what the fuck this is,” I shot back, gesturing toward the file.His jaw tightened.“You had no right—”“No right?” I cut him off sharply. “No right to what? Find out my husband has a whole file on my family? That he thinks my parents killed his?”His eyes darkened.“I didn’t say that.” He growled “You didn’t have to!” I snapped. “It’s all right there, Rafael!”I grabbed the file, flipping it open with trembling hands.“Investigation. Notes. Suspicions. My parents’ names all over it what am I supposed to think?!”He took a step cl

Rafael’s POV..Two weeks.It’s been fourteen days since I heard Isabella’s voice and it felt like the world was ending.I hated everything happening.I hated the beeping machines.I hated the white sheets.I hated the way time dragged like it was punishing me.But most of all, I hated the fact that Isabella was still lying there in a coma and I hate that it’s all my faultI pushed open the door to her room slowly. The soft hum of the monitors greeted me.Beep.Beep.Beep.At least she was still here, that was the only thing keeping me from losing my mind completely.She looked less herself, no glaring eyes and pouty lips.She wasn’t Isabella Monroe anymore her curly blonde hair spread across the pilllows and I made sure to apply her conditioner daily.I stepped closer, my jaw tightening as that familiar pressure built in my chest again and dropped the sunflower bouquet I brought her.“Hey,” I said quietly, my voice rough.It always came out like that around her now. Like something ins

Isabella’s POV……The moment the door opened, I knew everything was about to get worse.My mother walked in first and she looked perfect even though her daughter almost died.My father followed behind her, he was more reserved, his eyes scanning the room like he was assessing the damage instead of seeing me.Seeing what had happened to me.“Isabella.”My mother’s voice softened as she stepped closer, reaching for my hand immediately. Her fingers wrapped around mine and they were very cold.“You’re awake,” she said, like it was something she had been expecting all along.“I am,” I replied, my voice still rough.Her eyes flicked over my face, my arms, the IV attached to me, the faint bruises still visible on my skin.“You look…” she paused slightly, choosing her words carefully. “Much better than I expected.”I almost laughed of course she would say that.Not I’m glad you’re okay.Not you scared me.Just better than she expected.“I feel like I got hit by a truck,” I muttered.“You’ll r

Rafael’s POV..I didn’t go back to my room.If I stayed in that house, if I stayed anywhere near her anymore knew I wouldn’t sleep and right now, sleep was the last thing on my mind.The night air hit me the moment I stepped outside, it was a little windy and i needed that.I got into my car and started the engine without a destination in mind but I knew my hands already knew where to go.The road stretched ahead,I knew this road by heart, I drove here everyday.Streetlights blurred past in slow intervals, casting shadows across the windshield. The city grew quieter the further I drove, until the noise faded into nothing but the hum of the engine and my own thoughts.I didn’t turn on the music and by the time I pulled up, the place was empty as usual.I stepped out of the car, the gravel crunching faintly beneath my shoes as I walked toward them.I wakes towards the two headstones that lay side by side.I stopped in front of them, my hands slipping into my pockets as I stared down at

Isabella’s POV….It didn’t sit well with me the way Vivienne left, at first, I tried to ignore it and Aurora was saying something about a guy who had the audacity to text her “wyd” after disappearing for three weeks but her voice started to blur into the background.Because my mind wasn’t there anymore It was stuck on Vivienne. I picked at the edge of the blanket over my legs, my brows pulling together slightly.“Bella?” Aurora called.“Hm?”“You’re not listening.”“I am.”“You’re not.”I sighed softly. “I am, just distracted.”“By what?”I opened my mouth to answer and my phone buzzed in my hand.Both of us looked down at it it was an unknown number.My stomach dropped instantly and a cold, heavy feeling settled deep in my chest.I didn’t know why but I just had the feeling.I picked up the phone slowly.“Bella?” Aurora’s voice softened.I didn’t respond and I opened the message and everything inside me stopped it was a picture.It was a little bit blurry and dark but it was clear e