Todos os capítulos de The Forgotten Wife's Comeback: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

[Isabella Hayes]“Tempted to kiss him?” Naomi whispered so softly that I almost missed it.I swallowed, feeling more aware of this situation than I had been. I mean, those words came out of me. Unplanned. Almost like a part of me needed to say her truth.Yes, if this was another man that I had gone on a romantic ferry ride with, eaten good food, drank some wine, sat around a fireplace, gotten nervous for, then I would have ended the night with a kiss. Cheek or lip, I don’t even want to think about that.“Mmm, yes. I mean, it was a nice date. But Ethan is a friend. And I just got divorced.”Naomi made a snorting noise that didn’t sound like it came from a good place. I could sense the sarcasm before she spoke. “Right, you’ve been divorced for two days. Oh god, Isabella already moving on when your poor husband is just beside himself.”“Hey, make fun of me all you want, but Ethan and I are business partners. I want my business to work out over anything else. I need this to work out. And

[Isabella Hayes]I remember sitting on my couch, crying that Ethan had gotten up to defend me when my own husband couldn’t be bothered to.Ethan wasn’t just being friendly; he was defending someone he loved.My chest got so tight, I had to force out an exhale.“You were my best friend’s wife, Bella. Whatever I felt for you, I had no right to put that on you.”There were no words for me to say to him. “So that’s why you barely spoke to me.”“I really tried.” A humorless smile touched his lips. “I wasn’t always very good at it.”I almost smiled, but the weight in his voice stopped me.“I didn’t want you to notice.” He continued. “Not while you were married. Hell, I thought you would always be married. I didn’t want Adrian questioning our friendship because of something I felt. I didn’t want you looking at me differently because I’d made my feelings your problem.”My throat closed up. “So you just loved me quietly, while thinking I’d be married to Adrian for the rest of my life.”“Yeah,

[Isabella Hayes]Theodore Laurent is a ruthless man.That interview was brutal. It got to a point where my team stopped talking and left it all in my hands. He was intimidating, frightening, and he left no room for mistakes.Thankfully, I was prepared for every question. Well, almost every single one.I’m sure I botched up a couple. I was distracted because I hadn’t seen any image of my father, let alone a human version of him, since his passing. My mother got rid of all his pictures, and she would scream at me whenever I brought his name up.My father has been a memory, and nothing more. I have some pictures I saved, but they're not the same.After the meeting, we shook hands, and Theodore told me his company would be in touch to let me know whether we got the job.I’d prefer it if they didn’t tell me we didn’t get it. Cause I’m one hundred percent sure that he’s not going to hire me.Sophia and I dragged our sorry asses to the elevator. The rest of the team had gone down ahead of us

[Isabella Hayes]Eleanor Blake and her son had similarities that I’m not sure they noticed.From the way they emptied their expressions when they wanted to mask their true feelings, to the tilting of their heads whenever they were trying to think about something they already had an answer to.I sat Ethan to my right, and his mother across from me next to her daughter.Naomi sat at the head, giving the impression of an observer rather than a guest.I tried to focus on Ethan, who had his head on my shoulder, and his eyes slammed shut. He couldn’t eat more than a few spoonfuls, and that was jarring to witness. He really was sick. His body had taken on too much stress, and I can’t help feeling like I played a role in this.He was already a busy man. Then he decided to help me start my own company, and I relied on him for a lot of things.Seeing him like this… weak, and like he’d lost some weight, bothered me. I wondered if there was something I could do to show Ethan that I had his back j

[Ethan Blake]I was in bed in the main bedroom, resting my head against two of the softest pillows ever made.My medication was supposed to put me to sleep, but my body was apparently just as stubborn as ever. I closed my eyes; the exhaustion wasn’t normal.I knew that now.Ever since that night, something inside me had felt wrong. When I passed out in the middle of my event and woke up in a hospital, I told the doctors to run more tests. I didn’t even give them time to explain shit to me.That was when I discovered that I had been poisoned. There was enough of this special blend to kill a fucking bear. I survived because it didn’t work well against humans. It was an odd toxin.It fucked with my body, but it didn’t kill me. And since they pumped my stomach, it prevented anything else from happening to me.The poisoning hadn’t simply left me tired. It had gotten into my system and left its mark, turning my own body against me in ways I still didn’t fully understand.I hadn’t told Isabe