He stood up and walked out of the house to get himself treated after being bandaged in the hospital by his doctor's friend.Doctor Sam looked at him and asked, "Lorenzo, I know this wasn't done by your rivals; you have already uprooted all of them from California. How did you get injured?"Lorenzo, embarrassed, retorted, "It's none of your business, Sam."He got up and walked out of Doctor Sam's office. After he left, he whipped out his phone and dialed one of his spy's numbers."Hello, Luke, I want to know where Laura took Isabella," Lorenzo said into the phone receiver.A deep voice came from the other end. "You will get feedback soon."Lorenzo returned the phone to his trouser pocket and then walked toward his car. He got into the car, started it, and drove off.He arrived at a bar, got out of the car, and walked inside. He sat in his private room and was served bottles of drink by a waitress. He took a cigarette and started smoking.A man opened the door and walked in. When he saw
When Isabella heard her mother's outburst, her face turned pale in shock and disbelief.She felt a sharp pain in her heart, and she suddenly felt suffocated. It became difficult for her to breathe as her eyes turned bloodshot and were clouded with tears."Mom," she called out in an emotional voice.Laura snapped at her, "Don't call me that. If I am your mom, you shouldn't have slept with Lorenzo."Isabella burst into tears and ran off. Laura stared at her coldly, and then a minute later, her shoulders slumped, and she also burst into tears while sobbing.Her phone suddenly rang. Picking up the call, Sarah, her colleague, spoke from the phone's speaker. "Laura, come quickly. The boss is asking for your presence and is threatening a pay cut if you don't show up right now."Upon hearing this, Laura became anxious and hurriedly replied, "Thank you, Sarah. I will be on my way right now."She quickly went to her room and got dressed, without bothering to inform Isabella; she left the house.
But Laura raised her hand and gave Isabella a heavy slap on the face, shocking her. Isabella stared at her mother in disbelief."Slut!" Laura cursed, looking disgusted at Isabella as she stormed inside the house.Isabella stood at the door with tears rolling down her cheeks; the pain of being slapped hurt her less than the stabbing pain in her heart.She closed the door and entered her room to weep. While she was still crying, her door was flung open.When Isabella saw that it was her mother again, she felt nervous and tense."Why is there no breakfast? What have you been doing all day at home? Go and prepare breakfast right now!" Laura shouted, issuing orders."Yes, I will go and prepare breakfast," Isabella said, shutting her eyes in fear and agreeing readily."Useless," Laura scolded, looking disgusted before walking away.Isabella took a deep breath, feeling disheartened by her mother's incessant verbal attacks. She went to the kitchen and prepared breakfast.But this didn't stop
Before Isabella could think about what Lorenzo meant by that, the apron on her body was shredded by his bare hands.She gasped in shock, her pale face showing anxiety as she shouted, "Stop!"But Lorenzo ignored her and lifted her off the floor.As she hit his back with her fists and swung her legs to free herself from him, she shouted, "Let go of me, Lorenzo! You are a beast!"Lorenzo spanked her butt and jeered, "Isabella, the more you resist, the more excited I become."He kicked her room door open and tossed her onto the bed. Isabella quickly gathered the duvet to cover her breasts.Lorenzo mocked, "You are hiding what I have been seeing for the past few months. You really have no shame, Isabel."Hearing this, Isabella's face creased with shame and embarrassment. She gritted her teeth and glared at him resentfully.Lorenzo walked over to the bed and pulled the duvet from her body. When Isabella tried to move, he swiftly reached out and caught her arm. With a pull, he dragged her of
Isabella was left utterly disappointed to see her mother looking drunk and unstable with every step she took.Looking at Isabella, Laura said, "Little slut, why are you staring at me like that? Go get me dinner. I am hungry."Isabella couldn't take it anymore. She realized that her mother was beginning to rely on drinking, and worse, she didn’t care about what was happening at home anymore.What broke her heart even more was that her mother, utterly wasted from alcohol, wouldn’t even ask about the shredded apron on the floor.Isabella's eyes filled with tears that rolled down her cheeks incessantly."Mom, I know I have hurt you and broken your heart, but drinking yourself into a stupor won't change anything. Can we forget about the past and think about our future? You don’t even know what is happening at home anymore. Why have you become like this?" Isabella asked emotionally, tears streaming down her face.Laura slumped in the chair and stared at Isabella blankly. Thinking her mother
When the sheriff heard this, the smile on his face disappeared, and he sternly warned, "Miss, you should return home. You can't handle the case you are about to present. I advise you to run as far as you can if you are his target. We can't help you."Isabella was stunned into silence. She just stared at the sheriff, who appeared even more impatient with her. "I have a serious case to handle; you can be on your way out."Isabella's head buzzed. She felt as if she were living in a nightmare. When she realized that everything was real—that the sheriff of a police station had actually said that—she pinched herself and felt pain.She stood outside the police station in a daze. After some time, she pulled out her phone and dialed Lewis's number."Hello, Isabella. How are you doing? I hope you’ve eaten. You slept well, right? If you’re not feeling good, let’s go to the hospital. You don’t have to worry about the hospital bills," Lewis's anxious voice came from the phone's speaker.Despite th
Hearing this from Lorenzo, instead of feeling disgusted, Laura felt an even deeper heartache.She broke down in tears and ran out without looking back.After confirming that Laura had left, his face darkened; he felt humiliated.As he stood, two men in black suits approached him."We have prepared two sets of outfits for you, boss, and a special bath," one of the men said.Lorenzo stood and coldly warned, "Words should not get out."They nodded in unison, agreeing without much thought. "Definitely."Lorenzo followed them, and an hour later, he stepped out of the private room, showered and clean. He got into his car and drove to Laura's home.He sat in his car and didn't move for a long time. He guessed Isabella had seen him long ago and had even locked the entrance door. He got out of the car and walked toward Isabella's window, standing there and looking into her room.Isabella stared back at him with an expressionless face, but her fists were tightly clenched; she felt very nervous
With the knife raised high, she moved an inch closer to Lorenzo. To her surprise, he didn't move; rather, he sat calmly even when she stabbed down at him.Lorenzo remained unmoved.Isabella paused; she couldn't do it. Her hand, holding the knife, trembled, and her forehead was covered with sweat as she contemplated what she was trying to do.Lorenzo chuckled and mocked, "You can't do it? You're afraid to kill the man who could make you wet and scream his name during sex—the man who could satisfy all your sexual cravings and make you want more."Hearing the nonsense he was spouting, Isabella felt annoyed."Shut up!" Isabella yelled at the top of her voice.Lorenzo's face darkened. He stretched out his arm and caught the hand with which Isabella was holding the knife, then stood up.Isabella let go of the knife in fear, and it fell to the floor, making a clattering sound as she glared at Lorenzo murderously.Isabella became scared; her face paled, and her eyelids trembled in fear."I ha
She struggled to step forward and eventually collapsed on the couch in the private room. She tried to keep her heavy eyelids open as she asked suspiciously, "What did you give me?"Lorenzo acted surprised, then scratched his head with a smile and answered seriously, "I forgot to tell you that the alcohol content is very high. Don't worry; just relax. Nothing will happen to you."That was when Isabella realized that Lorenzo had actually plotted against her. She passed out a few minutes later. When she finally regained consciousness, she was stark naked, and Lorenzo was nowhere to be found.She tried to remember, but her head hurt badly, though flashes of her and Lorenzo having sex came to her mind.She quickly dressed when she realized it was already getting late. On the table, she saw a piece of paper. When she picked it up, she read what was on it: "You are so sweet, Isabel. You are very freaky when you are drunk; we should try this out some other time."Isabella angrily threw the pa
When Isabella heard the veiled threat in Lorenzo's voice, her grip on the steering wheel tightened, and her hand trembled as she slammed on the brakes, panic rising within her.“What kind of monster are you, Lorenzo? Using your own son to threaten me? That’s disgusting,” she shot back.Lorenzo just sneered, his indifference palpable. “Anything for you, baby," he replied before abruptly hanging up.Staring at her phone, Isabella felt a whirlwind of emotions wash over her—confusion and frustration mixing in a chaotic blend. She rested her forehead on the steering wheel, dreading the thought of meeting Lorenzo. His unpredictability lately made her fear he might actually go through with his threats.Reluctantly, she stepped out of the car, anxiety gnawing at her. She worried that Lewis would divorce her if he discovered that Ben wasn’t his son, especially after he had caught her in bed with Lorenzo.Walking quickly, she avoided the gaze of the street surveillance cameras, her heart racing
When Isabella heard her father's words, she staggered in shock, unable to comprehend what he was saying. She stared at him, wide-eyed, struggling to believe that he was aggressively pressuring her to harm her own son.“Dad…” she called out, her voice trembling with disappointment and heartache.Chris replied coldly, “Isabella, I’m doing this for your own good. With that child around, you’ll never know true happiness. Lorenzo will use him to make your life miserable. Why can’t you see that? You need to get rid of him.”Tears streamed down Isabella's face, her disappointment deepening. “Lies! You’re only doing this because he’s tied to your enemy. You’re being selfish!”Despite her accusations, Chris remained unmoved, his tone unyielding. “Isabella, stop being so stubborn. This is the right choice if you want to keep your marriage and live happily. Don’t ruin what you had with Lewis. There’s only so much he can tolerate—don’t push him beyond that.”Isabella clenched her fists, refusing
Lewis leaned weakly against the car, muttering to himself, "I’m terrified of losing you, Isabella. I’m so scared."Isabella, hearing his heartfelt words, felt a wave of emotion wash over her. She rushed to him, deeply touched by his sincerity. "Babe, you will never lose me. No one can take me away from you—not even death. I’ll be buried wherever you are. I love you."She wrapped her arms around him tightly, offering comfort. "I promise I’ll never make you feel unloved again. I will always be by your side."They remained in each other's embrace, listening to the steady rhythm of their heartbeats in silence. After a while, Isabella lifted her head and leaned in for a kiss.Lewis lowered his head, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. When they finally pulled away, Isabella smiled and suggested, "Let’s go home. I’ve missed sleeping beside you.""Okay," Lewis replied without hesitation, echoing her sentiment.As they drove home, smiles on their faces, even the housekeeper was taken aba
Isabella shot Lorenzo a sharp look, her voice icy as she demanded, "How did you know about the divorce? Are you spying on my husband and me?"Lorenzo felt a flash of anger at her condescending tone, but he buried it deep down. He would unleash his frustration later—once he had won her over. For now, he forced a smile and explained, "Of course not. Your divorce is already making the rounds in the news. Your father may be trying to suppress it, but it's out there. You have nothing to lose by being with me. Remember, we have a child together. Why not elope with me? You won’t regret choosing me over that weakling."Isabella's cold stare pierced through him. She recognized his attempt to manipulate her feelings for their son as a bargaining chip.With a disdainful sneer, she replied, "Even if I divorce my husband, I will never end up with a disgusting man like you, Lorenzo."Exhausted from the conversation, she turned to leave, heading for her car. But Lorenzo swiftly grasped her wrist, pu
When Jake heard what Lewis said, he couldn't believe it. He turned to him, doubt creeping into his voice. "You want to divorce Isabella?"Lewis nodded, his expression resolute. "Yes. I can't live with the knowledge that she cheated on me. She had no respect for me—bringing another man into our home and sleeping with him on our matrimonial bed."Jake regarded Lewis thoughtfully. Growing up alongside him, he had witnessed how poorly Lewis handled his relationship with Isabella. He offered serious advice. "Don't be impulsive. Think it through before making such a big decision."Lewis nodded, but his gaze remained unwavering. "I know what I’m doing."Jake sensed that further persuasion was futile. A few hours later, Lewis left Jake's home and drove to his attorney's office.Once inside, he was invited to take a seat."Lewis, I was just about to call you..." the attorney began, but Lewis cut him off."I'm not here for that," he said, his face hardening.The attorney raised an eyebrow, wait
Lewis's heart raced when he saw Isabella turn to him, her bloodshot eyes brimming with tears. He quickly realized that someone must have sent her a photo of him and Alicia together.He took a deep breath, fighting the urge to comfort her, and instead envisioned the betrayal of Lorenzo with Isabella in their own bed. Anger surged within him, and he stormed into the bathroom, stripping off his clothes and stepping into the shower. The water cascaded over him, but it did little to wash away his turmoil.When he emerged, a towel wrapped around his waist, he found Isabella waiting for him, her expression a mix of hurt and fury. "Did you sleep with her?" she demanded.Lewis didn’t respond. Instead, he focused on selecting an outfit from the wardrobe, trying to keep his composure. Suddenly, Isabella sprang to her feet, rushing toward him and gripping his arm tightly. She thrust her phone in front of his face. As he feared, the photo was there—proof of his indiscretion. "Are you mute now? C
Lewis wasn't paying attention at all; instead, he interrupted Jake, wrapping his arm around Alicia's shoulders and asking, "How does she look? Is she prettier than Isabella, right?"Jake, caught off guard by the question, hesitated. He glanced at Alicia, who awaited his response, and then at Lewis, whose expression hinted at a brewing storm if he didn't say the right thing.With a forced smile, Lewis answered tentatively, "She’s really gorgeous. I think she’s prettier than Isabella. Can I borrow her for a sec?"After a reluctant nod from Lewis, he leaned in and whispered something to Alicia before slumping onto the couch, clearly drunk.Once Lewis had given his approval, Alicia stood up and followed Jake to a quieter corner where they could talk. "Hi, Alicia," Jake began. "My friend is actually having some issues with his..."Before he could finish, Alicia interrupted with a smile. "He told me everything."Jake’s lips twitched at her response, realizing just how poorly he had judged t
Jake wasn’t surprised. He had sensed that Isabella hadn’t truly moved on from Lorenzo, and he knew this day would eventually come. Still, he hadn’t anticipated it would unfold like this.He squatted down beside Lewis, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder. “Bro, I know you’re hurting. Honestly, I’m not sure what to say that’ll make it better. Let’s get you changed first, and then we’ll go out for a drink.”Jake stood up, pulled Lewis to his feet, and led him inside.His girlfriend caught sight of them and raised an eyebrow at Lewis’s disheveled state. Jake shot her a glance, and she held back her questions.Once inside his room, Jake helped Lewis change into a fresh outfit. When they emerged, Jake approached his girlfriend. “Darling, I’m taking my brother out for a bit,” he said, leaning down to plant a quick kiss on her cheek.“Please come home soon, and be safe,” she replied, concern etched on her face.Jake nodded and left the house with Lewis, who had remained silent since he