Lorenzo calmly replied, "I forgot my phone at the coffee store."Isabella's face darkened, but she suppressed her anger when she remembered the photo of the DNA result Lorenzo had sent her earlier. Taking a deep breath, she asked, "What are you up to, Lorenzo? Why did you send me that photo?"Lorenzo, at the other end, immediately ended the call without answering her question. Isabella stared at her phone in anger, and just as she was about to call back, she received a text message.When she saw it, her anger intensified. She called again, but this time, Lorenzo had switched off his phone. Helplessly, she gave up on calling and returned to the bedroom.She didn’t notice that, after she secretly snuck under the duvet, Lorenzo's eyes had opened. However, he shut his eyes again without saying a word.As the dark clouds dissipated from the sky and a bright new day appeared on the horizon with the rising sun, Isabella was already in the kitchen preparing breakfast for her husband and son.
Isabella gasped as she felt his hard cock deep inside her. She curled her arms around his neck, raising both legs in the air as Lorenzo slammed down with his waist, delivering a deep and powerful thrust.“Argh!” Isabella moaned.Lorenzo thrust again, and soon Isabella’s moans filled the room.“Yes, argh! Harder!” Isabella cried, biting her lower lip as she enjoyed the feeling of being taken so forcefully.Lorenzo grasped her neck with his fingers wrapped around it and drove in again. Isabella curled her legs around his waist, arching her back to take more of his deep thrusts.“Do you miss my hard cock deep inside you?” Lorenzo groaned as he powered in another thrust.Isabella’s toes curled, her eyes rolling back from the intense pleasure. Panting heavily, she replied, “Yes, yes! Harder!”Lorenzo flipped her over and thrust in from behind. With his hands placed on either side of Isabella’s stark naked body, every thrust made her butt jiggle. He raised his hand and spanked her ass before
Lewis realized that Isabella was really angry with him. He was too tired to coax her, so he decided to settle things with his wife the next day.At dawn, when Isabella woke up and didn't see Lewis in bed, she didn’t think much of it. She got dressed and prepared for work. As she descended the staircase, she found her son having breakfast."Ma'am, I will drive Ben to school; you can go to work," the housekeeper said.Hearing this, Isabella nodded and ate her breakfast before driving to work. She took the elevator and arrived on the third floor.When the elevator door opened, her gaze fell on Lorenzo, who stood a few meters away, carrying a bouquet of roses. They were freshly picked, and he was also holding a gift bag.Isabella didn’t need to think much to assume that her husband had come to her workplace to plead with her after their argument the night before.She felt touched but pretended to be angry as she walked toward him."Babe, I am deeply sorry. Whatever I said last night, I mea
Lorenzo groaned loudly as he emptied himself inside Isabella. Her legs shook as she trembled, experiencing another climax within two days.Satisfied, Lorenzo smacked her butt and licked his lower lip before saying in an exaggerated manner, "You are so sweet, Isabella."But Isabella, who had slumped on the toilet floor and buried her face against the wall in shame, was actually weeping."I promise you, Isabella, no one will hear about this, okay?" Lorenzo assured her, surprised to hear her whimpering.He was shocked to realize that Isabella was crying. He sighed and turned toward the door, but not before saying, "I have changed, Isabella. I am a different man from the one you knew before. I am ready to give my heart and soul to you and dedicate my body to you alone. Please give me a chance."The only response he received was Isabella's weak voice rejecting him: "I don't want any of that. Go away."Irritated by her response, the vein in Lorenzo's forehead bulged, but he resisted the urge
After her father posed this question, Isabella realized the reason he had invited her husband home was to find out if she would elope with Lorenzo.She felt disappointed, but not for anyone else; she was disappointed in herself. She shut her eyes, feeling suffocated for no apparent reason.Now she knew her father had already found out that she was meeting with Lorenzo, but her face was creased with confusion as to why he had not made any effort to get rid of him.Finally, she looked straight into her father's eyes and responded to his question with determination in her gaze: "I love my husband, and I am not leaving for anyone."Chris reclined in the executive chair, a smile that didn't reach his eyes on his face. His fingers drummed on the table for a few seconds before he raised an eyebrow. "Have you told him about the boy?"Isabella's heart tightened at this question; her fists clenched tightly as she appeared very nervous and hesitant.Chris didn't wait for her response; he had alr
As the sun rose in the sky, Isabella lay on the bed without moving, her mind filled with her dad's instructions to go and resign completely from the company.When Lewis woke up, he turned and looked toward Isabella to see that she was awake. He leaned over and kissed her forehead."Good morning, babe," he said sweetly after the kiss.Isabella forced a smile and then replied, "Babe, hop—"She suddenly stopped talking, and a nauseating feeling rose in her throat. She quickly got out of bed and covered her mouth.Lewis watched with a face filled with confusion as Isabella dashed into the restroom, and he heard her throwing up.His expression creased with concern as he wondered what was going on with Isabella.When Isabella returned from the restroom, Lewis asked, his face filled with worry, "Babe, are you alright?"Isabella shook her head and replied sincerely, "No, I feel dizzy and a little tired, I think..."She shook her head again and didn’t say what she wanted to say, which made Lew
A few seconds later, Chris spoke into the phone, "Carry out a DNA test on the pregnancy, Doctor Sam..."He wanted to say more, but he caught a glimpse of Lewis, who had just exited the elevator and was heading in his direction.Chris hung up the call, and then, with a smile on his face, he stretched out his arm for a handshake with Lewis. "Congratulations, son."Lewis took the handshake, feeling excited and smiling broadly. "Thank you, Dad! Have you seen Isabella? I hope she is fine."Chris laughed; he didn't need any evidence to know how much Lewis loved his daughter. The concern was all over his face, and he appeared more worried and anxious than the pregnant lady.He patted Lewis's shoulder and comforted him. "Don't be scared; this isn't the first time. She will surely deliver safely."Lewis took a deep breath and suppressed his worries, but that wasn't the assurance he desperately needed. He wanted to see Isabella very much, so he replied gratefully, "Thank you so much."He then h
She waited for him to respond, but to her disappointment, Lorenzo refused to say a single word from the other end.She took a deep breath and then opened her mouth to say what was on her mind: “I am married, Lorenzo, and I don’t have any intention of leaving my marriage. So, I want us to stop seeing each other.”Lorenzo’s furious voice came yelling from the phone’s speaker: “Bullshit! Isabel, I don’t care if you are married or not. We are going to meet whenever I ask you to, and if you refuse to show up, don’t blame me if everyone in the world finds out that Ben isn’t your husband’s son!”Isabella’s face turned pale with fear, and her eyes brimmed with tears. She clutched the phone tightly and then stubbornly insisted, “If that is what you want, Lorenzo, I won’t stop you, but I will never come to that coffee shop to see you again.”She then hung up the call.At the other end, Lorenzo was already fuming with anger. Isabella’s phone rang again, and the caller was none other than Lorenzo
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