Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 83

In the hospital room, Isabel leaned against the headboard, her face pale but her beauty undiminished. When she saw Lyman walk in, a glimmer of delight flashed in her eyes, but just as quickly, it was replaced by a look of wounded vulnerability. "Lyman, you came..." Her voice was soft and fragile, barely more than a whisper.

Lyman approached the bed, glancing at her coolly. "What happened? How did you get hurt?"

Isabel lowered her head, her tone tinged with helplessness. "The fans were too enthusiastic. I got caught in the crowd and fell. I didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so I asked Carole to call you."

Isabel was a dancer-she'd just returned from advanced training, set to become the principal of her company. With her striking looks, impeccable image, and influential backing, she'd achieved a level of fame that outshone most celebrities. To broaden her name recognition, she'd entered show business, landing commercials, film roles, endorsements, even appearing on several hit reality shows.

Her elegance and exceptional talent on stage had quickly won her a massive following, making her a star both in the arts and in entertainment.

Lyman's brow furrowed slightly, his voice still calm. "You need to be more careful. Things like this—you should let the security team handle them."

much my legs mean to me. If this injury ruins my career... I

only a mild sprain-you'll be fine after a

disappointment in Isabel's eyes was

Lyman

and, as he saw the caller's name, a faint smile appeared on his face. In an instant, the chill in his demeanor melted away he

and walked over to the window. Isabel couldn't hear the other side, but

around the sheets, her knuckles

on the other end of that call. And

the woman

back, the warmth had vanished. He was his