After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 737

The President was seething with anger. He had made the first move to reconcile with Isabelle, but this stubborn woman acted aloof. Did she expect him to kneel and beg for forgiveness? He had extended an olive branch, and yet she refused to take it.

He was fuming, but in front of Darius and Franklin, he dared not do anything rash. All he could do was rub his hands together awkwardly and say, "Isabelle, we're still family. Blood is thicker than water." “You're right," Isabelle replied coolly. "We have pitiful blood ties left between us. You can go back to your stepson now; I'm just a daughter you can forget about."

With that said, she walked away without looking back.

Darius watched her leave with a smirk on his lips before following after her.

Sylvia shook her head in disappointment as she watched the drama unfold before her eyes.

The President's face turned red with embarrassment as he tried to salvage the situation but failed miserably.

In the speeding car, Isabelle sat next to a powerful man who exuded an intimidating aura. She didn't dare move or breathe too loudly for fear of angering him.

with just a snap of his fingers; what chance did an

had accepted that he was Bethany's biological father, Isabelle couldn't help feeling lost and scared about what might happen

of Bethany away from her? If so, there was no way she could win against him in court or anywhere else for that

until his deep voice broke the silence inside the car. "Do you want to come back with me to H Rovirsa or stay

ask for her opinion? It seemed like he

at Isabelle sitting far away from him, admiring her exquisite figure and delicate face. Her long eyelashes covered her eyelids, complemented by a small nose and pointed chin, forming an extremely

was very pretty,

eyes resembling those of a deer, with a hint of disbelief and

he couldn't help himself. He was somewhat

thought of the hardships and sufferings she had

swell up inside his chest, an urge to obliterate the entire world. He wished for those who had ever mistreated her

to come back to H Rovirsa with me, the three of us can stay here. Don't you want

hearing his words, Isabelle's face immediately changed. “No, it's not necessary. Don't

with me because of Bethany? I know I don't have money and there's a world of difference between us. If you want her custody,