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" So, you're saying that the wedding picture with a man that is not Liam Anderson that was shown in the video is not fabricated? " Isabelle nodded again. " It's not fabricated. The woman in the picture is truly me and the man in the picture is the man I married. " More flashes of camera to capture the hot moment and murmurs. " So, Miss Isabelle Rivers, how did your relationship with Mr Liam Anderson come to be? And why did you marry Mr Anderson when you were still married to the man in the picture? " Isabelle paused for a while and hesitated. This was her moment. The moment she'll stop being Liam's wife, stop being an employee under Anderson Corp, stop living in his house, the moment any kin

Arthur began, leaning back and crossing his arms with a playful grin, “tell me more about this infamous kiss with the man. Is it true that he almost tripped over his own feet because of it?” Isabelle rolled her eyes, but her smile betrayed her amusement. She had this encounter a few months ago where she shared a kiss in the club but the man happened to be a married douchebag but she was calm about it even though she beat the shit out of the man. “Oh, come on. It wasn't that dramatic. But yes, there was a little stumble involved.” Gabriel leaned in, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “Maybe He just couldn’t handle how stunning you are. I mean, can you blame him?”

He swung the door open and dragged me in. " Stop it!", I yelled. " Now look at those damn pictures", he said pointing at some portraits on the wall. " It's you and Isabelle", I said as stared at them. " Isabelle lives here, she's my wife. Ya happy now?", he said. " You have a wife? when did you get married?", I asked.

Steven said. "Let's have a toast for this great partnership." Thomas and Steven held their glasses up and drank the champagne. "This is it brother! No one can tear our family down. Not before and not now. Ater this we project we could arrange the marriage of Carter and Isabella." Thomas said. Both Thomas and Steven would even arrange the marriage of the two without even thinking about Isabella and Carter's opinion on this. From the looks, the two were still starting their relationship and seems that they both still weren't ready to make another big step on their relationship.

"Basta, Isabella! As the Donna of the Gambino Famiglia, stop harping on about a divorce! You're embarrassing the Gambino name! "I've never once held the fact that you can't have children against you. I even let Lucia carry one for you. Why can't you understand where I'm coming from?" His eyes were red, as if I were the guilty one here. Meanwhile, next to him, Lucia looked at me tauntingly, her eyes gleaming with smugness. Sophia couldn't stand it anymore. She stepped forward, ready to reveal the truth. "Don Ricardo, you're falsely accusing Isabella. There's nothing wrong with her. The real problem lies with—"

CHAPTER ONE | STOLEN BRIDE ISABELLA "Do you, David Coleman, take Isabella Rossi to be your wife, to love and cherish her, through all of life's joys and challenges?" The priest asked Cole, whose eyes have never left mine since I walked down the aisle with my mother. He doesn't hesitate when he says,“I do" with a wide smile and almost teary eyes. I am already in tears when the question is directed to me. “Do you, Isabella Rossi, take David Coleman to be your husband, to love and cherish him, through all of life's joys and challenges?"

“So… you’re telling me you’re married?” Dominic flinched at the raw hurt in her voice, pain flickering in his own gaze. “It was never real—not in the way it should’ve been. Isabella arranged everything. We married in a private ceremony, with no witnesses except her people. But I left her when I realized her endgame, and I’ve been trying to undo it ever since. Legally, I’ve been able to sever ties in almost every way… except the one that matters to her.” Sasha’s chest tightened as she processed his words. The betrayal, the secrecy—it was all too much, too surreal. The man she had fallen for, trusted, had kept this from her, and now their entire relationship felt as fragile as glass.

"Maybe the two of them really-" "Enough, Felix!" Isabella interrupted, raising her voice. Holding up the photos, Isabella looked seriously at the man in front of her. "I know something's off with the relationship between Irene and Rudolf, and I will find out the truth. So, you just need to keep your promise to help me meet Irene." "We're getting married tomorrow night." Like being struck by lightning on a clear day, Isabella was shocked on the spot. She stammered, then finally spoke. "But... aren't we supposed to get married this weekend?"

“I am so happy that I have to be one of the two people to witness this.“ I looked at her with a sigh. “So you knew about it, right? Why didn't you tell me anything?“ I asked. Abby smiled. “It wouldn't be a surprise if I did,” she said. A few minutes later, two men walked towards us. Xin introduced them as registras for marriages. They conducted a few procedures, which, to me, appeared like I was in a dream. The whole thing wasn't something I had planned for. “So, Isabel Yan, do you accept Ewan Xin as your husband?“ One of the men asked. I took a deep breath and looked at Xin. Then, with a smile, I nodded. “Yes.“

Even if he were Luke Contrero and she was a mere country girl, she wouldn’t let him play with her and discard her after he got tired of her. "I will only give myself to my husband," she revealed. Luke's eyes turned darker. She held the stare. "Then I'll marry you, my Isabelle," he drawled and her jaw dropped. "W-what?" she asked. She didn’t see that coming. She said that to scare him and to make him leave her alone. "Let's get married my Isabelle. And since you like calling me Mr.Contrero, maybe I should start calling you Mrs.Contrero..." he said with a grin.