The Billionaire's Contract BrideChapter Thirteen: Isabella's Last SecretThe hospital room was quiet.Too quiet.Martin lay beneath the white sheets, his injured shoulder heavily bandaged. The bullet had passed through without damaging any major organs, but the doctor had insisted he remain under observation.Claire sat beside his bed.She had been there for hours.Her wedding dress had finally been replaced with a simple cream-colored dress, but a faint red stain remained on the sleeve where Martin's blood had soaked into the fabric.She kept staring at it.The wedding had been interrupted.The assassin had escaped.And Martin had almost died.Yet there was another thought that refused to leave her mind.Isabella.The mysterious locket.The photograph.The memory card.The warning.Everything seemed connected.Claire reached into her handbag and removed the silver locket.She stared at the photograph inside.The beautiful woman had soft features and gentle eyes.There was something
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