Novel & Cerita Villager X Isabelle

"Carla, come with me. You are Arthur's concubine, aren't you? Aren't you jealous that he's been more interested in that cheap omega than you lately?" "Of course I'm jealous!" said Carla who was just as annoyed as I was. "The doctor's name is Celine, she's been living in the palace since yesterday. I heard that Isabelle is pregnant too after eavesdropping on her conversation. You must find her soon, Estella." I nodded my head. After throwing away all the evidence of my existence here, accompanied by Carla, I went to the doctor named Celine's room. Anyway, tonight I had to know everything. I would find Isabelle's weakness so that she wouldn't ruin my plan.

“What about school? You aren't finished yet.” “I’ll finish back at home,” Reina said. There was a knock on the door. Reina went to the door. She opened the door. Javier walked in through the door frame. “How can I help you?” Reina asked flirtingly. “I’m here for my wife,” Javier said. “Isabella is your wife?” Reina looked up at him. Mama looked up and saw Javier. “Isabella, this is your husband?” Mama stood up from the couch. “You married your father’s brother?”

Isabella was staring at the intelligent, stunning and sporadically tender man, her husband, reflecting if that was what destiny had in store for her. A few days ago, she was just Isabella... Isabella Duarte. A waitress who lived in a rental one-room apartment in Madrid. Perhaps a bit of a loner, as she had absolutely no dear friend or family, yet she was independent and perfectly satisfied with how life was going at that particular time. Even if most girls her age went from party to party and took everything for granted, even if she had to work for every single thing in her life, she was content that way.

' The little girl mentally scoffed, returning her gaze to Xiellenna. "Sabi ni papa, this is Lena Islands," Xiellenna murmured to herself while sitting on the fine sand. She briefly played with the sand in her hand. She scooped a handful of the clear sand and watched it silently, where only the sound of the waves and the chirping of the seagulls flying around the shore could be heard.

Lisa added as she rubbed Isabelle's tummy with the tips of her fingers. "Fine," Isabelle agreed. "Just one hour and I am going home." "Fine with me." Lisa shrieked with excitement. ***** "Hi guys, this is Isabelle, my best friend." Lisa enthusiastically introduced Isabelle to her other friends when they got to the after party. "Isabelle, this is Mark, Jane, Joseph and that is Chris my editor and Fina also my editor, and a lot more other people," she laughed while waving her hand around and everyone else joined in.

I complimented. She looked up at me, her eyes wide with surprise. “Thank you so much, Lady?…” she slowly drawled out waiting for an introduction I raised an eyebrow. “I’m Lady Isabelle,” I responded. She simply nodded, clasping the necklace back around her neck. “I’m Lila Stormborn.” her voice was tiny and barely audible. “I have never seen you before.” She remarked, watching my expression closely. My smile softened. “You know Tania Witmore had no right to treat you that way. You shouldn't let her talk to you like that, no matter her status in society.” I said my tone firm.

From her drugging to this false marriage. “Nothing happened. I was drugged!” she said. She didn’t want to give her step mother the benefit of seeing her crying. “You are lying.” William said although he looked uncertain. “I’m not. I love you William. Please believe me. This marriage can still be annulled.” Isabella said the crowd gasped. She could see that she was finally getting through with William. He looked like he wanted to believe her but also wanted proof. “Are you going to believe this wedding crasher over your wife?” Some people murmured.

Now, it was being used as an excuse to attack me. Miles offered, "If there's something wrong with Mr. Marsh, I can help out. As long as you're willing, Isabel…" Moira chuckled. "Miles is a really good kid. If Izzy had met you earlier, that guy wouldn't have stood a chance." As they chattered, Isabel's annoyed voice rang out. "Stop it. We're here to apologize to my in-laws today." Moira quickly added, "Then I'll talk to them as well. They must want a grandchild too, right?"

It was better if I didn't give my real name. “Let’s dance!” he called, gesturing for me to join him. I shook my head playfully. “You’ll have to keep up!” I challenged, the thrill rushing through me. *** Back in the house, Ciel paced nervously. “Where could she have gone?” he muttered, looking around. “She should be safe inside.” After a few minutes, he received a call from the guard he had sent. “Sir, we’ve located Isabella . She’s at a club called Pavea,” the guard reported.

That didn’t sound good at all and soon too? “What! Is-is Isabella going to die!” Kale screamed eating her fingernails in fury. “Tell me she is not going to die!” “Kale cool down. I doubt it is our Isabella because our Isabella does not have any children, even Angela is not her real child,” Justin said cooling her down. “There is another Isabella that lives in Hamilton village. She has the third-highest number of children in the world, one hundred and twenty-two.” That put Angela in relief but that meant someone else was going to die.