e of the hospital, a familiar Maybach pulled
ssenger seat and then tu
ly spotted them. Her face lit up with an
her voice loud enough to attract the atten
d the lack of the carefully crafted perfection he demanded from his wife. A complex express
e for a slightly longer moment. A hint of unease crossed her fa
I feel a
n. He didn't look at Chloe again, speaking to the man standing beside
s. Carlisle bac
quest. This is a
her body a steadfast shield. "
, had already walked toward them,
ted," Chloe said, her voice laced with icy a
ed on his driver. "If you can't even handle
ing on his forehead. He turned around, his voice filled with pleading, and wh
n. Creating a public scene achieved nothing excep
ths of her feigned blindness, her contempt for him burned clear a
d only watch helplessly and angrily as the car drove
rison, Mrs. Gable greeted her with a relieved smile,
ck. I'll have the kitchen
tone gentle but firm. "Please prepare t
s. Carlisle... married couples sh
able, p
nation in her eyes, Mrs. Gabl
gently as he entered. Isabelle's check must have gone very smoothly. He clearly thought
d his footsteps suddenly stop, followed by the master bedroom door being forcefully pushed open. A m
r was k
ith force, crashing against the wall. Julian stood at the doorway,
oice echoing in the small room.
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