Isabel Love Gloryhole Novels & Stories

Isabella continued to play the role of the obedient wife, all the while gathering information and observing Gabriel's movements. She noticed that he seemed to be getting more and more comfortable around her, sharing small details about his business dealings and his associates. One day, while Gabriel was out on a meeting, Isabella decided to snoop around the mansion. She knew that Gabriel's office was off-limits, but she was determined to find out more about his business dealings. She made her way to the office, her heart racing with anticipation. She carefully picked the lock and slipped inside, closing the door behind her.

When they were exchanging rings, I heard Mona say lovingly, "I want everyone to know that even if you're an illegitimate son, you're worthy enough to have the real luminous pearl, while all Sean has is a bootleg version of it." I laughed self-depreciatingly. That bootleg version was covered with maggots by now. The very next moment, someone stumbled into the wedding venue and shouted, "Miss Sachman, bad news! Sheila Edwards barged into the cemetery and dug out Mr. Langdon. He… He's dead!"

Each conversation was like piecing together a puzzle, slowly revealing fragments of Isabella's true nature. One name that emerged repeatedly in my search was that of a man named Gabriel Lacroix—a powerful and influential figure with ties to Isabella's past. Rumors whispered of a forbidden love affair, of a twisted obsession that had led to tragedy. It became clear that Gabriel held the key to unlocking Isabella's secrets. With determination burning in my veins, I sought out Gabriel, driven by a need to understand the depths of Isabella's involvement in our lives. It was a clandestine meeting, cloaked in secrecy, as we met in a dimly lit cafe on the outskirts of town.

Ten minutes later, I was still complaining about the bane of my existence as I followed Isobel into the conservatory for the second time that day. “…And then she said, ‘I understand, Shaw.’ But how the hell could she if she came back a week later, acting as if I didn’t just totally blow her off? I’m telling you, this whole Gloria thing is driving me nuts. Why won’t she just leave me alone already? She knows I’m not interested in her.” Isobel looked amused as she pulled on her gloves. “Probably because she also knows you’re too nice to come right out and hurt her feelings with a hard brush-off.”

I used to be a renowned reporter at the height of my career, but I gave it up to become a stay-at-home dad so I could support my wife, Sarah, in her rising career as a news anchor. Things went downhill fast after our daughter was born. Sarah constantly forgot to pick up formula and neglected our baby, and I kept finding evidence of her ongoing affair with her colleague, Mark. When I went back to the station to apply for my old job, Mark went out of his way to humiliate me. Even when our daughter ended up in the emergency room, Mark did everything he could to make things difficult for us. That was the last straw, and I decided to strike back. During a live broadcast, I exposed their affair

The woman swallowed the slump in her throat, feeling the cold air floating between them. “Rachel feels better now although the doctor recommended confining her,” Isabel explained. She was contemplating whether to open up a topic since Minah had been giving her a deadpan expression ever since their eyes met. “Uhm, well I'm Isabel, by the way... Are you from Malibay as well?" “I’m from Dumangas, Iloilo,” she replied, the corner of her lips curling up. Isabel stood antsy, at a loss for words. She gazed directly at her eyes.

He read out the book's title so loud that everyone in the coffee shop turned to look at them "How to get a man of yours? Really? That's the title of the book you are reading while you parked your car on the wrong spot? He said, and everyone in the coffee shop laughed and whispered. Doloris was so embarrassed that she quickly took the book and hid it inside her handbag. She carried her handbag as she knew she could no longer come back to the coffee shop out of embarrassment.

“Sister, are you crying? Did something happen? Is it Brother Xin again?“ She asked. She had visited often, and she knew the life that Xin and I lived. But I shook my head. “Nope, I got a clue about my parents deaths.I am just going to investigate it. I will come back soon, okay?" She nodded her head. “Sister, take care,” she said. “And make sure you call me.“ … A few hours after Isabel left, Xin drove to Bob's house. He rushed into the house while calling Bella's name. “Isabel!“ Bob walked downstairs with a crease on his face. “What do you want in my house?“ He asked coldly.

"Isabel, please... I'm begging you, Isabel. Give me another chance. I know I was blind to Estelle's manipulation, and I'm deeply sorry for that. I was foolish to believe her lies, especially when I found your panties in Jackson's pocket. But I had no idea Estelle had gotten you drunk that night and deliberately removed your panties to frame you. I was deceived, and I realize that now. I promise to make it up to you, to earn back your trust and forgiveness. I'll do whatever it takes, Isabel. Just don't shut me out completely. Remember you have our baby." "Have you finished grovelling?" Isabel asked carelessly without a single pity. "Our baby? You now know that I have our baby? That's quite in

She glared at Sebastian who hurriedly stood next to Lizzy while folding his palms. "I really don't know what to say to you two. Lizzy!" She called as Lizzy raised her head. "The Headline reads 'Isabella's assistant causes a scene at Gelly's funeral as she and Glean got into verbal argument. Could Actress Isabella really have something to do with the death of Actress Gelly? The full video is below!" Isabella read out the headline and raised her head to look at Lizzy "Even as I'm in a critical condition, I still managed to make it to the headlines. I'm even on the news spot. Amazing isn't it?" She cocked her head and looked at Sebastian.