Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 108

Isabel felt as though the ground had been pulled out from under her. The tension she'd been holding onto these past few days finally snapped, unraveling in the wake of his cold indifference.

Lyman frowned slightly before speaking, his tone serious. "I'm not joking. Let's get back to the matter at hand."

Isabel managed a bitter smile. "Do you really think we should be having this conversation out here in the hallway?"

A chill settled over her. She never imagined Lyman would go so far to defend that other woman. Now, he wouldn't even share the same room with her.

Lyman glanced at her-she was standing there in her pajamas, clearly not an ideal situation, especially for someone constantly in the public eye.

With a sigh, he stepped inside.

Carole caught the hint and quietly slipped out, leaving the two of them alone.

She couldn't help but wonder-just a man and a woman alone together, could anything really stay innocent? Men, after all, are visual creatures. Isabel was beautiful, innocent-looking, and had a figure to match. There had always been a bit of chemistry between them-wasn't this the perfect recipe for something to happen?

her career, and that this new woman was just a way to get under Isabel's skin. If Isabel could just swallow her pride and make peace with him, that other woman

thought calmed her, but she

the door open and called out to Carole, "You're Isabel's manager. You need to handle this properly. Come in here and

Lyman really that oblivious, or was he deliberately refusing to be alone with her? She'd had other plans for this

is a

a crisis like this, perhaps you should consider getting a new manager," Lyman

as well leave. What are you even doing here? I can handle

sounded almost like the petty bickering

she acted like this, Lyman would have softened and comforted

beat. This wasn't good. Mr. Etheridge actually

The moment Mr. Etheridge heard you were in trouble, he rushed straight over. Why would you say something so thoughtless? He's right-I'll do my

warning glance, urging her to back down. Pushing

and resentment. Every injustice she'd suffered-she swore she'd make

been watching me. Today... today he followed me all the way home. He