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"Just go. I don't want to see you again." Isabelle stood frozen in place, and without another choice, she gritted her teeth and turned away. He didn't spare her another glance and continued gazing at the Kane residence. Douglas took out his phone. Somehow, he found my number and sent me countless messages. "I messed up, Kay-Kay. Will you please come back to me? I'll marry you. I'll do anything for you. "Isabelle and I have nothing between us. I've only ever loved you. Please just look at me. I'm begging you."

And what was more annoying was the fact that the rest of the Gerano family supported Sebastian’s behaviour. Diego would always come back with loads of candies and treats for Isabella and would play with her for hours before returning back to his wife. That’s right. Diego proposed to Danielle and they got married a year ago. At least, his visit to Isabella had drastically reduced as Danielle was heavily pregnant. So instead, he would go home to his wife and unborn child. But that didn’t reduce the way Sebastian and his parents spoiled her. Just today, the four of them went shopping and they bought everything in an entire store just because Isabella said she wanted everything.

Believing the kind and humble acting of Mary, he started dating her and soon introduced her to his family. His family members were too fooled by Mary’s pretense and agreed to Oliver’s marriage proposal to Mary. They married in the church in Oliver’s neighborhood with a small reception party for friends and family. Everything was going fine for the time being. Isaac’s printing business was doing fine, Oliver helped his dad in his business. Mary resigned her job in the name of taking care of Sara and Bella had a normal happy teenage life. But everything came crashing down, after 6 months of Oliver’s marriage, which took their mom from them.

The room fell dead silent before erupting into a chorus of cheers and whistles. "Captain Huff! Looks like something big is happening!" "Go get her, Mr. Lowe!" Ian walked over to me and dropped down on one knee. He looked up at me, his gaze more intense and sincere than I had ever seen it. "Isabelle, keeping our marriage a secret before was to protect your work. I didn't want my status to bring unnecessary complications to your career. But now that the operation is over, the threats have been neutralized. "I want to give you the grand wedding you deserve. I want the whole world to know that you are my wife. Will you marry me again?"

"I didn't come here today to watch the two of you play the blame game. I came to tell you that your sentence has been handed down." Seamus stepped forward and placed a document on the coffee table in front of Winona. "Conviction on charges of intentional assault causing injury and intentional destruction of property involving significant value. Combined sentence of two years' imprisonment to be served immediately," Seamus announced flatly, his voice devoid of any emotion. Winona snatched up the document, her hands shaking violently. She stared at the text in disbelief, consumed by despair. "No… this can't be… Jeffrey, you can't do this to me! I'm your wife!"

It was all so absurd. He thought a few texts could fix this? I deleted his number. Just then, another notification popped up. "Friend request accepted. — Julian Moretti" Julian Moretti. My future husband. I'd actually met him once before. In the car, Isabella clung to Damien's arm, sobbing. "Damien, I'm scared," she whimpered. "The look in her eyes... she must hate me for taking you from her." "She won't," Damien said, kissing her forehead gently. "I'm here. No one can hurt you."

“I could do this all-“ My eyes widens as he gets cut short by a loud ring. That’s my alarm. Shit. Of all the time to be a nuisance, it chose now. I run my hand over the seat in search for my phone but can’t find it. Where the fuck is that damn phone. “I guess the universe is against our union tonight.” The universe can go to hell for all I care! I groan in frustration. He sticks his head out my shirt. I feel the tightness of my boob once more as he carefully hooks my bra. Cameron places a gentle kiss on my lips. “Consider this a promise.” I stare into his eyes as he takes care of me, rearranging my clothes back to before he started touching me. “We’ll finish what we started, but let me get t

Isabella's shoulders slump slightly, and she looked down, not meeting Rose' eyes. "I see. It's just... after the confrontation with Nerissa, she insisted they were married legally. I can't believe Mateo would do that without... without even getting the real reasons behind my sudden absence." Isabella's face contorted in pain and she covered her mouth with both her hands in a tight embrace. Tears streamed down her face and she began sobbing quietly. Rose reaches across the table, offering a comforting hand.

Isabella shifted in her chair, suddenly feeling self-conscious. She took a glass and poured herself orange juice. She gulped half of it in one go. Dominic put butter and strawberry jam on his toast and looked up at her. "Are you okay?" "I'm fine. This is not a real marriage, Dominic." She blurted, hating herself for the heat she could feel warming her cheeks. "It is to me. Hence the need for us to go away." He took a bite from his toast, and she watched him chew it slowly. The sight was mesmerizing.

She spoke. Ever since the day before, Sierra and I had come to an unlikely truce. She had never mentioned Damian, and somehow, it felt more like a clean slate. I looked up at her. “Isabella has gone with them to the pack house. She says she knows the man, he's her… friend.” “We aren't friends.” I flinched inwardly at the thought of my words. It was too late to apologize for anything I said. “Friend?” Sierra looked puzzled, like she had never met the man before. She probably hadn't.