"Isabel, I should call the doctor," Laura insisted, but Isabella retorted, "No, Mom, I am fine. I don't need to see a doctor."She climbed onto her bed, covered herself with a duvet, and turned away from Laura, her mother. The room was silent as they both remained quiet. After pondering for some time, Laura opened her mouth and said, "My wedding to Lorenzo is a week from now. You can decide not to show up; I won't be mad at you."Laura wasn't aware that tears were rolling down Isabella's cheeks since she was facing away from her. She waited several minutes for Isabella to respond, but when she didn't say a word, Laura gave up and said dejectedly, "Isabel, dear, I am going to lunch for both of us."Having finished speaking, she turned around and went to the kitchen. When she was done cooking, she wanted to call Isabella to join her at the dining table when her phone suddenly rang.Picking up her phone, she saw it was a call from Lorenzo. A sweet smile creased her face as she answered,
Seeing her reaction, Lorenzo became aware that Isabella had finally realized she was the only one at home.He grinned wickedly and said with a smile, "Isabel, the more you reject me, the more I desire you. I want to have you all to myself."Isabella grabbed the duvet and wrapped it tightly around her body, snorting angrily, "You are nothing but a rapist—a disgusting one. You are a devil, a demon."Lorenzo's lips curled up, showing no anger at the name-calling. He sneered nonchalantly, "If I am a devil, as you say, why can’t you say no to me? Huh? Why do you respond to my touches?"Isabella pursed her lips tightly. After a weak sigh, she replied, "I don't feel too well. Can you spare me today?"Lorenzo chuckled and reached for the duvet, pulling it away to reveal Isabella's body, only covered by a nightie. The sight of her perky nipple pressing against the fabric and her smooth legs immediately stirred him."I will be gentle," Lorenzo said, swallowing hard.He took off his shirt and tr
The ambulance sped off to the hospital. Upon reaching the hospital, Laura was taken out of the ambulance and immediately carried into the emergency ward."Boss, we are tracking Lorenzo; he has suspiciously disappeared. I think he has fled the country," a group of men was discussing. All of them were wearing black suits except for the man leading them, who had just spoken."Boss!" the man called out once again after noticing that the man in the white suit was looking at the woman who had just been carried into the emergency ward.The man in the white suit instructed, "Handle everything."After finishing his conversation, he followed the group of doctors and nurses rushing Laura into the emergency ward. The emergency ward was then shut, and they all went in.Chris stood at the entrance, waiting patiently. He looked around, and a frown creased his face as he wondered where the family members of the victim were.He waited for a long time before a nurse hurried out of the emergency ward. C
Chris rushed to the hospital. Upon arriving, he took the elevator to the top floor. After Laura's condition stabilized, he transferred her to another hospital with better equipment and specialists.When he reached Laura's ward door, he suddenly became nervous. He hesitated, his eyebrows furrowing tightly as he pondered his next action; he didn't know whether to go in or not.He stood at the ward door for a long time, thinking about what he was going to say and how he would reintroduce himself to Laura.If his underlings witnessed this scene of their boss acting nervous, they would be slack-jawed in shock, unable to believe their eyes.Taking a deep breath, he suddenly heard, "Sir, are you not going in to see your wife?"Chris replied calmly, "I will."The nurse didn't say anything more; she went inside and gave Laura her noon medication while Chris listened quietly to their discussion.He felt completely disappointed when Laura didn't mention the man the nurse was talking about. Takin
After making several calls, Chris tucked his phone back into his pocket, his face filled with annoyance and anger.He paced around for some time and then turned to Wick. "I don't care how you intend to do it or what means you are going to use. Make sure all of them confess. I want to know what really happened to my wife and daughter. Use any means to get the information I need."Seeing his boss's cold face, Wick didn't dare to argue. He readily agreed, "Yes, boss."After Wick left, Chris decided to check on Laura to see how she was faring. Walking into her ward, he saw her staring blankly out the window.He suddenly became nervous and tentatively asked, "Have you been able to remember anything?"Laura turned around; a bandage was wrapped around her forehead. She then responded, "Is there something you want to talk to me about?"Chris forced a smile, his palms sweaty as he replied a little nervously, "Of course not. There is nothing I want to say to you. You can take your time to remem
When Chris heard this, he felt even more guilty. He remembered how he had fled, leaving Laura heavily pregnant in the hospital.Laura's parents had never supported their relationship, and he had refused to go to school since then. Because of the pregnancy, Laura had abandoned her admission to university, which made her parents dislike him even more; they were determined to keep them apart.He had to leave back then because his life was on the line. He wouldn't have been alive at that moment if he had stayed."I left because I wanted to be a better man, a man worthy of you, a man who could take care of you and our daughter, Laura..."While Chris was still talking, Laura yelled hysterically, "Shut up! Shut up!!"Chris pursed his lips tightly; he couldn't remember the last time someone had spoken to him like that. "You disgust me, Chris. No explanation will ever make me believe you. I will never forgive you."When Chris heard this, he stood there for a moment, unsure of what to do. He th
When Lewis heard this, his eyes widened in shock, and then he sprang to his feet, wide-eyed."Isabella has been taken away?" he asked, his voice filled with shock and surprise.Chris frowned as well. From Lewis's reaction, he guessed that Lewis wasn't aware that Lorenzo had kidnapped Isabella; no wonder he had remained where he was."Yes, Lorenzo took her away. I have sent my men to look for her. If you had been here, this wouldn't have happened. Learn how to protect the ones you love; don't end up like me," Chris spoke, word by word, as if he were speaking to himself indirectly.Lewis slumped weakly into the chair, his face filled with anxiety. But after learning the identity of the man sitting before him, he realized that if he couldn't even find out where Lorenzo had taken Isabella, it would be strange if he could figure it out.Suddenly, he stood up. "I will go and look for her."He got up and was about to walk out of the private room, but before he could take three steps, he hear
When Lorenzo saw that Isabella had passed out, he realized she wasn't trying to fool him. He moved immediately and quickly untied her.He carried her off the floor, and in a panic, dashed out of his pleasure chamber stark naked. "Call the doctor!" he roared as he rushed into his room, carrying Isabella in his arms.When his underlings saw him like that, they were both shocked and tongue-tied; they had witnessed the nakedness of their boss, which was a spectacular sight to behold."Get me the doctor!" Lorenzo roared again as he kicked his room door open and dashed inside. He laid Isabella on the bed, his eyes filled with panic and anxiety.He paced around the room, looking extremely nervous and agitated."Boss, you are naked," one of his underlings said, unable to bear the sight of his dangling manhood swaying left and right.That was when Lorenzo realized this too. He stood stunned momentarily before he got over the shock and ordered his men coldly, "Get me my robe."He was given his
When Lorenzo heard Chris's response, his white beard bristled with anger. He didn’t need a second to realize that Chris had tricked him yet again. The memory of the money he had burned just to ferry someone else's child to London ignited his fury. He slammed his fist on the table and roared, "Motherfucker, what’s your end game?"Chris remained calm, his demeanor unruffled. "I’m just protecting my grandchild, Lorenzo. You can’t expect me to sit back and let you take her away. I’m a grandfather now. Let me go see my baby girl in the hospital, and we can catch up later."A beeping sound came from the phone’s speaker. Lorenzo stared, dazed, confusion etched on his face. He knew Chris well—his talent lay in screwing people over, but lying wasn’t his style. The realization washed over Lorenzo like a cold wave. "She wasn’t pregnant with my child?" he muttered to himself, disbelief creeping in. After all his plotting, he had failed.In a fit of frustration, he grabbed a chair and smashed it a
Tony watched his boss with trepidation, unsure if it was the crushing defeat that had driven him to madness or the realization that he had nothing left to live for.Months slipped by in silence.Then, a piercing cry shattered the stillness from Isabella and Lewis's bedroom. Lewis, filled with anxiety, gently grasped Isabella's hand. "Babe, don’t be scared. I’ll take you to the hospital."Isabella, wracked with pain, tilted her head and bit down on Lewis's shoulder, her frustration spilling over. "It hurts so much!"Lewis gritted his teeth but remained steadfast, calling for help. The housekeeper and a few other staff members rushed in to help Isabella down the stairs.The commotion drew Ben's attention from his deep sleep. Rubbing his eyes, he emerged from his room, bewildered as he saw a crowd around his mother. By the time he fully registered the scene, Isabella had already been carried outside. He sprinted after them, only to find his father circling the car. "Dad, what’s wrong wi
At that moment, Lewis's dad regretted giving him the freedom to choose his own partner."Dad, I promise I won’t let him win," Lewis said, his voice steady and resolute.His father merely nodded, disappointment etched across his face as he waved him off. He felt let down by his only son."I'm sorry, Dad," Lewis said, his tone apologetic. He turned and walked out, getting into his car and heading home.When he arrived, Ben had already finished dinner and gone to bed, leaving only Isabella in the living room, waiting for him."Babe, welcome back," Isabella said, rising to greet him with a kiss on the cheek.Lewis managed a nod, forcing a smile. "Did you eat?" he asked.Isabella shook her head. "Not yet. I was waiting for you.""Alright, let’s have dinner," Lewis replied, heading to the dining table. They ate in silence, the weight of the day lingering in the air.Afterward, they went upstairs to their bedroom. Isabella didn’t pry into where he had been; she could see the exhaustion in hi
Isabella's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as Lewis's expression darkened. He didn't need to dig deeper; it was clear that Lorenzo had orchestrated this group of reporters.“Mrs. Isabella, how do you feel about cheating on your husband and dragging him into this shameful legal battle?”Another question quickly followed, and Isabella clung to Lewis, lowering her head to avoid the cameras flashing around them.The reporters, undeterred, turned their focus to Lewis, who stood protectively beside her. “Mr. Lewis, it’s impressive that you’re willing to stand by your wife. Not everyone would want to be in your position—having to defend her infidelity in court. Are you against divorce, or do you consider yourself a symbol of a ‘simp’?”The insults stung, igniting fury within Lewis, but he fought to keep his composure. Facing the camera, he replied with a sneer, “Stop judging me or my family. Those commenting on our situation need to understand that Isabella and I love each other, and nothi
After Lewis heard Lorenzo’s taunt, his expression darkened. He glared at Lorenzo, his fists clenching tightly until they crackled with tension. If they weren’t in court, he might have lost control.Lorenzo, noticing Lewis’s reaction, sneered in disdain. “Stop trying to scare me. You don’t look intimidating at all. Just give it a rest.”Lewis felt a twitch at the corners of his lips but took a deep breath, snorting coldly in response. “You can say whatever you want outside this courtroom, but know this: I will never let you get close to Isabella or Ben. They will never be yours.”With that, Lewis turned away and strode out, ignoring Lorenzo’s mocking voice behind him. “Stop thinking too highly of yourself; you can’t stop me!”Lewis walked into the courtroom with his entourage, leaving Lorenzo fuming as he followed suit. Lewis shot Lorenzo a cold glance before averting his eyes. They waited in tense silence until the judge finally entered.“All rise!” the clerk announced as the judge too
When Ben heard the question, confusion washed over him. Ever since his parents had picked him up from school, he’d felt an unsettling tension in the air. His face creased with worry as he looked at them, his anxiety palpable. "No, I want to stay with only you and Daddy," he replied, his voice trembling.Isabella, still unsure, pressed on. "Do you like any uncles? The one who usually visits you at school? Do you like him more than Daddy?"Although Ben appreciated the ice cream the uncle often brought, he didn’t like him in person. He pursed his lips, shook his head, and insisted, "I like only you and Daddy, and no one else."Isabella felt a wave of relief wash over her. She had been worried for days, unable to sleep peacefully. Lewis, sensing her tension, remained silent, knowing why she was asking these questions.He gently patted Ben's head and promised, "We will never let anyone take you from us. Don’t be scared."But as soon as Ben heard this, memories of his past kidnapping floode
Lewis exclaimed in frustration, "We still don’t know his true intentions. If he’s after custody of Ben, I think he’ll fail. But if he just wants access, the court will likely grant it."Isabella's expression shifted as she considered the implications. If Lorenzo had regular contact with Ben, he could manipulate him. The thought of the court granting him access filled her with dread, especially given the possibility that he might try to kidnap Ben again."Is there nothing we can do?" Isabella asked anxiously, worry etched on her face.Lewis’s eyes lit up as he replied, "If we can establish a criminal record and present evidence of his past attempts to kidnap Ben and the trauma he caused, the court will likely favor us."Isabella felt a glimmer of hope, but it quickly faded when she realized they had no way of obtaining Lorenzo's criminal records."How do we get his criminal record and evidence of his illegal activities?" she asked, frustration creeping into her voice.Lewis thought for
The court bailiff didn’t linger; after delivering the letter, he left without delay. The atmosphere in the room was thick with tension, and Isabella’s face was etched with worry.When Lewis caught sight of her expression, he tried to reassure her, saying earnestly, “Don’t worry. I won’t let him take Ben. I’ll call my attorney to discuss our chances in this case.”Isabella felt a bit of relief at his words, but the worry didn’t fully dissipate. She fell into his arms and whispered, “Babe, I’m so grateful for you. I don’t know what I would do without you. You’ve brought happiness into my life and made it so much more colorful.”Hearing this, Lewis smiled and gently patted her back. “I’ll always be by your side. No matter what storms we face, I won’t let you go. My love for you is stronger than any challenge that lies ahead.”Isabella’s heart warmed at his words, and she leaned forward to kiss his cheek. Lewis then bent down to kiss her forehead.“Now, I should talk to my attorney,” he r
Lorenzo's face darkened, his eyes blazing with anger. He hadn’t anticipated Chris's interference, which was precisely why he had never factored him into his plans. If he had known Chris would step in, he wouldn’t have acted so recklessly, allowing himself to be outmaneuvered. He gritted his teeth, furious at having underestimated Chris’s duplicitous nature."He is my grandson," Chris replied with an unsettling smile, his tone casual and dismissive.Lorenzo was momentarily taken aback. He hadn't expected such a nonchalant response and stared at Chris, suspicion flickering in his mind. "Chris, stop trying to provoke me. What are you planning to do with Ben? You can't be genuinely nice without an ulterior motive. Are you secretly plotting to kill him later?"Chris blinked in surprise at Lorenzo's wild accusation. He had not expected him to jump to such conclusions."Stop assuming I'm going to harm him. I’m not as ruthless as you; I wouldn’t kill my own blood. Despite being your son, he i