It wasn't a new phenomenon that everyone hated and feared Mr white, the mere sight of him brought intimidation and spite in the hearts of his workers who would do anything to avoid being called to his office.They hated just how spiteful he was when he was angry and how blatantly brutal he could be in reprimanding anyone, this made all his staff always be on the run at every aspect of their job.But for no reason in particular Audrey had always been immune to this virus that had infected others, as she walked towards his office, Audrey could feel the inquisitiveness of the eyes of her other colleagues as they feasted on her every step."Hello Mr white," Audrey greeted wearing a warm smile, she was determined to conceal every form of hatred that she felt towards him even if it meant faking it."Sit!" Mr white ordered in a loud shrilled voice that immediately sent an intimidating poise on Audrey as she watched him turn around slowly seated in his executive chair, in a way that made his
Entering the office, she could feel the anger in her coming to a peak as soon as she saw her husband sulking in his chair, she had overheard the conversation between Audrey and her husband and was visibly disappointed at his reaction.Mrs White had always been a fierce and ruthless lady known for her calculative and greedy ways, she was exceptionally brutal towards everyone around her and her husband was not an exception."What do you think you are doing!" Mrs white shouted in a ringing tone that sent shivers down the spine of her husband startling him out of his chair."I- I'm thinking," he stammered, his voice seemingly low and palpable. he knew his wife's presence commanded trouble and that was far from what he needed at the moment."Thinking?" Mrs white inquired glancing a quick defying glance at him. "And just what are you thinking about? you couldn't even stand up to that little girl," she continued looking at him in disappointment. "You think you could have done a better job?
Immediately Isabella heard the alarm, she felt an Instant uproar in her stomach as the nostalgia of her last visit reminisced through her mind yearning for a non-repeated dialogue, she had hoped for this day not to come.Turning on the bed, she prayed for a way out from this unfortunate ordeal but she knew there wasn't going to be any. Isabella had promised herself not to return home after her last visit which had almost cost her sanity, she just couldn't seem to fathom why her biological mother and sister would treat her with so much disgust.As the sun gradually began to rise into a full day, Isabella could feel the weight of its presence choking her into reality."We should be out before noon," Vincent announced, in a warm voice as he joyfully got up to prepare for his daily activities.Looking at Vincent walk away she wondered why he was so much in a good mood to meet her family. "Why is he happy?" she scuffed angrily in a quiet voice, feeling the mockery of Vincent's mood as he m
The stout, middle-aged man looked at Isabella with concern in his eyes. "Are you feeling under the weather, miss? Why don't you come with me? I have a room where you can rest," he offered kindly.Isabella's smile, though forced, was enough to distract the well-meaning Mr. White. "Mr. White, look over there!" she exclaimed, pointing to the distance. "Isn't that your wife? You might want to go say hello."Mr. White, now thrown off-balance, quickly turned to follow Isabella's finger. "Is that...Oh dear," he muttered, his attention fully on the supposed figure of his wife.Isabella, taking advantage of the opportunity, hurriedly made her way towards the exit, her hand clutched on her stomach.In the wealthy circle, it was common knowledge that while Mr. White might be a powerful figure outside, his wife was the undisputed queen of their home.This fact was not lost on Isabella's mother and sister, who had previously tried to win Mrs. White's favor to climb the social ladder. But Isabella w
Timothy pushed the door open and barged in. He grabbed Yao's high-necked shirt and saw the marks on Isabella's neck. He was enraged, feeling like he could strangle this woman right then and there.He grabbed Isabella's neck, trembling with anger. "How could you be so despicable? A woman as filthy as you doesn't deserve to be the wife of Newhouse. Since that's the case, let's call off the engagement. You're not worthy!"Even if the engagement were to be called off, it would be him who initiated it. This woman wouldn't have the chance to leave him!Angel, on the side, covered her smile and hurried over to tug at Timothy's sleeve. With teary eyes, she pleaded for Isabella, "Timothy, please calm down. Isabella has grown up and has her own thoughts now. It's my fault for calling you over."Upon hearing Angel's words, Timothy regained his composure and released his grip.For a moment, he had actually considered choking the woman to death.No, he wouldn't lose control because of her.Isabell
Three days, seventy-two hours, it hasn't been too long. There should still be time!With a last shred of hope, Isabella tidied herself up and went out to buy the medicine.She had been idle for over a month, only meeting Audrey a few times.On this day, Audrey suddenly dragged her out, urging her to dress up nicely, then hurriedly took her away.When Isabella stood in the splendid banquet hall of the hotel, she still looked bewildered.Audrey led her to a quiet spot to sit down."Isabella, sit for a moment. I'll go find my brother and introduce you to his friends later."Isabella nodded, suppressing her doubts, and sat down, waiting for the people to arrive with a resigned attitude.When Vincent walked into the banquet hall, he casually glanced around, and then his gaze fell on a figure in the corner.After so long, he thought he had completely forgotten about that girl's figure, but unexpectedly, he spotted her among the bustling crowd.She was dressed in a pure white gown, her black
As soon as the words fell, a sudden wave of discomfort hit her again. She turned around and dry-heaved for a while, but this time, nothing came out."Just one glass of wine and you're like this?"Uh oh, was she being judged?!"No, my stomach has been feeling a bit off lately, so I had such a big reaction," Isabella explained.Vincent's eyebrows furrowed even tighter, feeling a bit angry inside. In fact, he had felt uneasy ever since he saw Isabella sitting there drinking with that older man."Drinking when your stomach is upset?"Isabella felt that the situation was extremely strange. She didn't know this person, so it was already nice of him to help. But the way he spoke sounded like he cared about her and was a bit angry at the same time."Go to the hospital for a check-up.""Huh?" Isabella was momentarily stunned, then quickly agreed, "Okay, I will go later. Thank you so much just now. Um, may I ask...""I said go now."Isabella hadn't fully recovered from her daze when the man alr
Vincent was also quite shocked, but he was calmer than Isabella. He had already calculated everything since that night. However, the doctor didn't care about their feelings and handed the report to Vincent."Alright, take her to the obstetrics and gynecology department for a more detailed examination," the doctor said, then called the next patient.Isabella followed Vincent out of the ward like a puppet without consciousness, clutching his clothes.Vincent didn't say anything, allowing her to cling to his clothes. Seeing the crowded hospital corridor, he extended his arm gently around Isabella's shoulder, protecting her in his embrace.He led Isabella out of the hospital without saying a word. Isabella was lost in her thoughts about how to deal with the situation until Vincent helped her open the car door, snapping her back to reality."Mr. Vincent, I may need to go to the obstetrics and gynecology department for another checkup," Isabella said.Vincent nodded. "I know. Get in the car