All Chapters of THE DOCTOR'S BEAUTIFUL WIFE.: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

** Breaking Point**The morning sunlight streamed through the windows, casting a deceptive sense of calm in Andrew and Isabelle’s home. But the tension inside was suffocating. Isabelle paced the living room, clutching her phone, waiting for an update from the police about Michael’s escalating behavior.Andrew sat on the edge of the couch, his hands clasped tightly as he tried to mask his worry. “They’ll take care of him,” he reassured her, though his own confidence wavered. “We’ve provided all the evidence. He can’t keep getting away with this.”Before Isabelle could respond, a loud knock at the door startled them both. Andrew was on his feet in an instant, pulling Isabelle behind him. “Stay back,” he ordered, moving cautiously toward the door.He peered through the peephole and sighed with relief when he saw Clara. He opened the door to let her in, but one look at her face told him something was terribly wrong.“What happened?” Andrew asked, guiding her to sit down.Clara’s hands tre

**Rebuilding Trust**The morning sunlight streamed through the windows of the mansion, casting warm rays on the freshly polished floors. For the first time in weeks, the house felt serene—a quietness not marked by tension but by healing. Yet, underneath this peace, there were lingering questions and emotions that needed resolution.Isabelle sat in the kitchen, her hands wrapped around a steaming mug of herbal tea. Her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, but her focus remained on the letter she had written to Clara the night before. It was an olive branch, an attempt to mend the bond they had nearly lost.Clara walked in, her hand resting on her growing belly. Her face was tired but hopeful. “Good morning,” she said softly, her voice careful, as though testing the waters.Isabelle smiled gently and slid the envelope across the counter. “For you. It’s everything I’ve been wanting to say but couldn’t find the words for.”Clara hesitated, then picked up the envelope, her fingers trembling.

**Clara’s Leap of Faith**Clara stepped onto the train platform, a single suitcase at her side. The air was crisp with the promise of a new beginning, and for the first time in months, she felt a sense of calm. Her decision to leave the Collins estate had been difficult, but necessary. The small town she had chosen, nestled in the mountains, offered the anonymity and peace she desperately needed to start over with her unborn child.As the train approached, she placed a protective hand on her growing belly. “It’s just us now,” she murmured softly, her voice filled with resolve. “And we’re going to be okay.”The whistle blew, and Clara boarded, her heart heavy yet hopeful. She took a window seat, watching the platform disappear as the train pulled away. She knew she had hurt her family deeply, but this move was her way of making amends—not through words, but through action.---Isabelle’s Unshakable IntuitionBack at the Collins estate, Isabelle stood in the garden, her mind restless. S

** Unraveling Secrets**The Collins estate was alive with laughter and joy, a stark contrast to the tension that had consumed it just weeks before. Clara had settled in temporarily, her presence soothing frayed nerves. Isabelle, Andrew, and Lily found solace in the moments of familial bonding, yet beneath the surface, shadows of unresolved issues lingered.---A Mysterious LetterOne morning, as Isabelle sipped her tea in the sunlit kitchen, the housekeeper approached her with a letter.“This came for you, ma’am. No return address,” she said, placing the envelope on the counter.Isabelle frowned, her curiosity piqued. She tore open the envelope and unfolded the letter, her breath hitching as her eyes scanned the words."You think it’s over, but secrets always find their way to the surface. I’m closer than you think. Watch your back."Her hands trembled, the ominous message sending a chill down her spine. She quickly folded the letter and tucked it into her pocket.When Andrew walked i

** The Calm Before the Storm**The house buzzed with an unusual stillness, an eerie contrast to the chaos brewing beneath the surface. Isabelle sat in the study, poring over the files she had uncovered about Michael’s partner—Damon Leclerc, a name she knew Andrew hadn’t mentioned. Damon had a reputation that sent chills down her spine: cold, calculating, and utterly ruthless.Andrew entered the study, his expression grim. “You’ve been quiet all morning.”“I found something,” Isabelle said, sliding the file across the desk. “Michael’s not acting alone. Damon Leclerc is back.”Andrew’s jaw tightened as he skimmed through the pages. “Damon… This changes everything.”“How bad is it?” Isabelle asked.“Bad enough. Damon and I crossed paths years ago. He has no loyalties—only vendettas. If he’s involved, Michael’s plans are more dangerous than we imagined.”---Valerie’s WarningDownstairs, Valerie sat in the sunroom, her phone buzzing incessantly. A cryptic message flashed on the screen:“D