Isabella turned pale with fright and quickly shielded Theodore behind her. Nathan’s raised fist hovered in the air but never came down. He simply stood there, stunned, staring at Isabella. Seeing her protect another man, her gaze so firm and resolute, something deep inside him began to crumble. The once timid Isabella had only ever shown such courage for him. Now, that bravery was no longer his alone. He finally understood: he had lost the girl who had once loved him with all her heart. Taking advantage of Nathan’s momentary daze, Isabella grabbed Theodore and ran. When they reached a deserted street, Isabella clutched her chest, exhaling in relief. Then, she lightly punched Theodore in the chest—a gesture more sound than fury. Angrily, she scolded him, “He’s the young master of the Imperial Capital, someone even your eldest brother has to tread carefully around. You’ve offended him—do you not want to survive in the Imperial Capital anymore?” Theodore put on a look
Nathan stared at her indifferent expression, feeling an inexplicable stab of pain in his heart. So, love *could* fade. "Bella, do you hate me for taking your kidney?" Isabella’s lips curved faintly, a weak smile devoid of warmth. There were so many reasons for her to hate him that she didn’t know where to begin. Yet, regarding the kidney donation—if there hadn’t been deception—she didn’t truly hate him for it. "You saved my life and paid for my education. Consider the kidney my repayment. We owe each other nothing now," she said, rising to leave. But Nathan wasn’t ready to let her go. "Bella, if you don’t hate me, then come back home with me." Isabella stared at him, her gaze blank. She didn’t hate him for taking her kidney, but there were countless other reasons for her to resent him. "I won’t go with you," she replied. In her indifferent eyes, Nathan couldn’t see even a flicker of passion. He felt a rare sense of helplessness. "But we’re married..." Isabella
Nathan stood at the door for a long time, his expression dark and sour. In the end, he could only sullenly take Victoria and return to China. **The Capital.** After shaking off the fatigue of travel, Nathan returned home. But instead of heading to the grand Hill family villa, he went to the smallest, least notable property he owned—a modest apartment that served as his and Isabella’s marital home. The apartment was only 89 square meters. For an average person, owning property in such a prime location would be considered a decent asset. But for Nathan, heir to the Hill family fortune worth billions, with countless villas and properties, using such a place as a marital home underscored his disregard for Isabella. Back then, Nathan had subconsciously thought: for a girl who was abandoned by her parents and survived by scavenging trash, providing her with this kind of life was already a gift. She used to be so content. But when had she started wanting to escape the dream he
“Find someone for me. His name is Ezekiel. Bring him to me at any cost.” Nathan’s voice was cold and menacing. “Yes, Mr. Hill.” **A few days later.** The assistant brought Ezekiel to Nathan’s residence. “So, the Crown Prince wants to see me?” Ezekiel smirked, his tone casual and irreverent. Nathan’s eyes darkened. “Ezekiel, I underestimated you.” “Do you still remember my wife, Isabella?” Ezekiel nodded. “Vividly.” Nathan clenched his teeth. “Good.” “Ezekiel, I need to know—what exactly did you do to my wife? Why is it that after meeting you, she’s become a completely different person?” His accusatory tone, layered with the authority of someone in power, instantly thickened the tension in the room. Ezekiel chuckled nonchalantly. “Crown Prince, you’ve seen the contract between me and your esteemed wife. I simply fulfilled its terms—helping her forget her past with you.” “So, if my guess is correct, your wife likely no longer loves you.” Nathan’s expression t
Her health remained remarkably stable, thanks to the healthy kidney she had received from Isabella. Perhaps it was the flourishing of her career, but Victoria now radiated vitality. Her beauty had become a celebrated topic among the elite social circles.Naturally, her enduring romance with Nathan had also become a well-known and accepted narrative in high society. People often praised Nathan for his integrity and deep love for Victoria. It was said that he had secured a kidney from Isabella for Victoria and, in return, had married Isabella out of honor and responsibility.This combination of wealth, looks, love, and loyalty made Nathan a rare gem—a man idolized by countless young women. His career continued to rise steadily, solidifying his image as a paragon of perfection. However, beneath this dazzling facade, an unseen marital cancer was festering, waiting for the right moment to erupt and dismantle this seemingly flawless world, leaving behind nothing but devastation.---A pla
In today’s fashion industry, even the top players had to address her as Mrs. Moore. But Isabella’s return had another purpose: to divorce Nathan. The elders of the Hill family were opportunistic and materialistic. If they discovered her newfound success, they would undoubtedly reassess the benefits this marriage brought to their family. Once they weighed the pros and cons, they might not let her divorce Nathan so easily. Thus, Isabella decided to conceal her identity and proceed with the divorce first. Following her request, Ava found her a modest hotel—affordable, quiet, and close to the Civil Affairs Bureau. However, upon moving in, Isabella discovered the hotel was actually owned by the Sanchez family. Her arrival immediately drew the staff’s admiration. “She’s so beautiful and elegant, like she’s from a prestigious family or a superstar!” Isabella found this amusing. They didn’t understand that, as the saying goes, “Clothes make the man.” In her hands, even the plain
After stepping into the hotel room, Isabella couldn’t wait any longer and instructed Ava, “Ava, take out the most expensive fabric from the suitcase. I need to rush to make a formal suit for Theo. He must not become the laughingstock of the entire Imperial Capital.” Ava didn’t dare delay for a moment. She swiftly prepared the fabric, needles, scissors, drafting paper, and drawing tools. Isabella quickly sketched out a few designs. “Ava, which one do you think looks best?” Ava admired every design with awe. “Sis, as long as it’s designed by you, they’re all stunning.” Isabella recalled how, in her previous life, she had seen Theodore at a banquet. Back then, he wore a black suit, exuding a cold, ascetic aura that made him untouchable and distant. Standing among the scions of noble families, he was extraordinary, outshining the group of rich second-generation heirs. Now, though still young, his masculine features must have mostly matured. Recently, he had even reported his hei
**Should She Be Grateful to Him?**She often wondered, without Nathan, what would her fate be? Would she continue to stay at the bottom of society, or would her stubbornness help her carve out a path to success?For a long time, she regarded Nathan as her salvation, revering him as if he were a god.But now, after witnessing the harsh realities of the world, after unconditionally supporting countless helpless orphans and widows, her thoughts began to waver.She even found herself deeply repelled by the way Nathan had "saved" her.Because his ulterior motives did not deserve the respect she had once had for him.He wasn’t a philanthropist; he was a fraud.This truth was a painful, unspoken ache in Isabella’s heart.Divorce was imminent.**The Next Day**At the entrance to the Hill family villa.Isabella had changed into plain clothes and was barefaced, looking slightly worn out after staying up all night. She appeared at the Hill family's doorstep, completely unprepared.But someone ha
She had no choice but to wear a false mask, responding to him with feigned politeness:“At that time, I had just donated a kidney, my health wasn’t good. How could I possibly conceive and give birth?”Nathan didn’t press the issue any further. After all, he had no expectations of having a child with Isabella.“It’s better you didn’t have the child. A mother like you, so irresponsible, doesn’t deserve to bear my child.”His words stung, and Isabella clenched her hand into a fist under her sleeve, her nails digging into her skin. But when her eyes caught the smug look on Victoria’s face, she suddenly deflated.She forced herself to adopt a fake, sweet smile. “Hubby, if I don’t have children, you’ll end up without heirs.”Nathan was furious, but Victoria was unbothered. “Isabella, these days, what successful man doesn’t have a few charming women on the side? What successful man doesn’t have a few illegitimate children?”Isabella smiled calmly, her tone sharp as she retorted, “Oh, but the
Nathan was so angry his blood rushed to his head. He stood up and rushed upstairs, with Victoria following closely behind.When they reached the top, they discovered that Isabella had placed a video speaker at the hallway entrance, where it was playing a street dance tutorial video, accompanied by loud, energetic rock music.Isabella, dressed in a dance outfit, was moving her body to the beat, but her movements were awkward and uncoordinated.Nathan’s face darkened as he walked over and immediately turned off the speaker.Isabella was about to lash out in anger, but upon seeing Victoria standing behind Nathan, she quickly turned her frustration into a smile. “Hubby, I’m getting in shape. Once I’m fit, let’s have a baby.”She said this as she walked over to Nathan, naturally taking his arm with a sweet, loving gesture.Victoria’s face twisted in displeasure.Her mouth opened several times, but she couldn’t find the right words. Finally, she closed her lips, unable to speak due to her e
Guillermo’s gaze, sharp as a venomous snake, was fixed on Theodore. The moment Theodore entered Isabella’s guest room, Guillermo’s temper flared up instantly.“Who’s staying in that room?” he asked suspiciously.“Sir,” the assistant leaned in and whispered into Guillermo’s ear. “The one staying in there is the young lady you asked us to inquire about.”Guillermo’s mind immediately flashed with the image of a fashionable woman. A strong sense of jealousy seeped into his voice: “How does he know her?”The assistant replied, “Who knows?”Theodore knocked on the guest room door, and Ava opened it for him.“Ava, where’s my Sis?” Theodore asked.Ava looked frustrated. “She went back to the Hill family.”Theodore’s expression tightened, and he asked, his voice tinged with barely contained anger: “She still can’t forget about him? He’s just a dog, why’s she still thinking about him after all this time?”Ava shook his head. “No, it’s not like that. She went back to gather evidence.”“Evidence?
Isabella took a bite of her pizza and casually glanced at Nathan. “You, born with a golden key, eating abalone and bear paws every day—aren’t you enjoying life even more than I am?”Nathan: “...”“Can you even compare with me?”Nathan muttered under his breath, his voice low but still full of arrogance, which irritated Isabella. She frowned.She gave him a disdainful look. “Am I missing a heart? Or maybe an eye? Nathan, we’re both human beings, so be kind. We’re equals. You’re not more noble than I am.”Nathan was taken aback, but his handsome face darkened immediately. “Sharp-tongued. If you’re so capable, stop being a parasite.”Isabella retorted, “I’m your wife. Your income is half mine. I’m using your money, and it’s completely legal. If you don’t like me being a parasite, then why don’t you divorce me?”Nathan choked on his words, stunned by her boldness. He had never imagined that the Isabella who used to be so pliable would now defend her interests so fiercely with the law.He
Isabella didn’t plan to stay at the Hill household permanently, so she packed only the bare essentials.It didn’t take long for her to settle in, and she sat on the edge of the bed, lost in thought.She needed to find a way to quickly gather evidence of Nathan's infidelity; only then would she have any leverage to negotiate a divorce.However, Nathan was a typical idealist. He loved Victoria, and although his love was passionate and maddening to others, Isabella had never personally witnessed any solid evidence of their illicit relationship.It seemed that she would have to do something to expose the truth.Isabella took out her phone, then went to the guest bedroom, lay down on the bed, and snapped several pictures. She arranged them in a nine-square grid and posted them on her social media, visible only to Victoria.Her caption read: *“Thanks to my husband for decorating this room for me. It's so romantic. I really like it.”*With the post complete, she returned to her room and wait
Nathan’s handsome face was as cold as ice.It was an insult. A tremendous, shameful insult. A beggar with nothing to her name actually preferred to leave him with nothing rather than stay married.Nathan felt a surge of blood rushing to his head."Isabella, I don’t agree to the divorce," he said, his voice dark with rage.He hung up the phone, slamming it down.Isabella’s negotiation had failed, and her mood was deeply depressed.She curled up in a corner of the sofa and picked up her phone, posting on various forums: *I want to divorce my scumbag husband who keeps a mistress, but he refuses to divorce me. Any advice?*Before long, the replies began piling up.While the comments were mixed, there were some insightful suggestions among them. One comment stood out the most:*“Since the scumbag loves his mistress, things should be easier. As long as you can stomach it and pretend to be affectionate with him, I guarantee the mistress will get uncomfortable and cause a scene. Let her help
Ava snorted, "This man is truly a businessman. Even when he does something kind, he calculates it all clearly. Had I known he was this type of person, I wouldn't have cared about the little favors he offered."Isabella thought for a moment, then said, "If he won't divorce me, then I'll have to resort to legal means."Ava replied, "But a divorce lawsuit is a long battle. You hate him so much, but you'll have to face him every day. Won’t that be torturous?"Isabella thought about it, then endured the immense physical and emotional discomfort and said, "Then I'll just have a good talk with him."Isabella chose to call Nathan after 9 PM, knowing that this was the time he would likely be free.The phone rang twice before someone picked up."Hello, who is this?"A soft, coquettish voice—it was none other than Victoria.Isabella froze for a moment. "Put Nathan on the phone."Hearing her younger Sis’s voice, Victoria was clearly startled. She couldn’t speak for a while.After a long pause, sh
Isabella couldn't help but chuckle, "I'll come over once I finish what I need to do."Theodore was overjoyed. "Sis, I'll wait for you."The rest of the banquet went very smoothly.In the past, the Sanchez family’s gatherings mainly involved people from the business circles. However, this time, prominent figures from the elite social and cultural circles were also invited. These big shots, who were usually out of reach for the business crowd, held the power to control the economic lifeblood of the business world.As the saying goes, “refined and popular tastes can coexist,” and their presence seemed to cleanse the air of the usual commercial vulgarity.The businessmen at the venue scrambled to flatter these influential figures. Guillermo’s invited guests, it seemed, had all turned against him and were now fawning over Theodore.Guillermo and Mrs. Sanchez were left out in the cold, seething with anger.In a corner, the Sanchez family patriarch and his son stood among the crowd, with the
Guillermo was dumbfounded.Theodore said, “This is some authentic antique. A few years ago, it sold for billions at auction. This is the cheapest piece of calligraphy in the venue.”“Big Brother, why don’t you guess who owns this priceless original?”Upon hearing this, Guillermo was completely dumbstruck.“This is impossible. How could you have gotten such an expensive piece of calligraphy?”Theodore glanced at Nathan and Victoria, his eyes cold. “So, get your troublesome friends out of here. I don’t welcome troublemakers.”Both Nathan and Victoria’s faces turned ashen, darker than liver.Guillermo quickly reassured Nathan, “They’re important guests I invited...”Theodore ignored him completely and walked straight up to Isabella. His cold demeanor instantly softened as he said, “Sis, thank you for coming across the ocean to attend my coming-of-age ceremony.”Isabella cleared her throat, her voice a little hoarse, “I can finally rest easy.”Theodore was no longer the defenseless, helpl