After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 725

Isabelle looks like she's lost that timid demeanor?" Deborah frowned as she looked at Isabelle. She was wearing a white waist-cinching dress, with long and slender legs that were as fair-skinned as a peeled egg. Her long hair was pulled up into a princess bun.

She had an icy expression and her eyes were cold, with an inexplicable aura surrounding her.

Is this still the same Isabelle?

It's like she's been replaced by someone else.

The old Isabelle used to be so weak in Deborah's eyes, letting people bully her. After getting married, things only got worse for her.

The Bentley family didn't treat her well either, especially after she gave birth to a daughter. In places like the Middle Evroya, having daughters is considered bad luck for big families.

It's easy to imagine how poorly treated she must have been in the Bentley family and it was said that Tucker would beat and scold her at any given opportunity. Even the President didn't like her and ignored everything about her.

How could such a woman suddenly change so much?

Or is she pretending? Pretending not to be afraid?

it all because before this moment, the President never took her out on such important occasions nor did he ever let

could she be so

just putting on an act; there's no way

advise you to leave quickly before your father sees you here," Deborah sneered disdainfully at Isabella. "A woman

cold laugh, "Who knows where you got your invitation from? Did you steal it or sleep with some random guy

have humiliated or scared Isabella but

Athena Society for some time, she wasn't the same timid

trample over her! She needed protection

hint of contempt, “I'm not like the second wife of Mr. President who slept with a man to climb up the social ladder and become so-called first-lady, I received this

known that she is the President's second

no one has ever confronted her face-to-face, and she has

herself the second wife of Mr. President in front

like a blatant slap in her

took a deep breath and kept reassuring herself that there were many people around, she had to maintain her composure and not stoop to the level

there was a hint of inexplicable provocation in her

saw her, they couldn't conceal the disgust

didn't you say hello to your

for Isabelle’s response, she quickly continued, "Mr. Bentley, Mrs. Bentley, I'm really sorry. I didn't teach Isabelle well enough and that's why she lacks manners. After all, I'm not her biological