Goodbye Cheater Hello CEO’s Wife by Payne Walter

2.Chapter 2 Proposal

Isabella looked at the people around her.

Her father, Nathan, was boiling mad.

Her stepmother, Winona, and her half-sister, Yvonne, were getting a kick out of the drama.

Her future father-in-law Terence was just shaking his head, and future mother-in-law Lorelai was cringing.

Her would-be sister-in-law Megan was glaring holes through her.

Her fiancé, Zachary, didn’t know what to do. In his arms was the pitiful woman, Scarlett, who was once her best friend.

These folks were Isabella’s whole world. And just like that, the world flipped, leaving Isabella as the one everyone was pointing fingers at.

Isabella brushed away the tears and said lightly, “I hereby announce that Zachary Winslow and Isabella Sorenson’s marriage contract has been canceled. We have nothing to do with each other from now on. I wish you happiness!” Then she bounced off the stage.

Her dad Nathan jumped in, “Hold up, you think it’s just up to you? You and Zachary were a done deal before you were even a twinkle. Don’t even try to ditch this without my say-so!” Nathan had always been tough on Isabella, mostly because having Isabella around was a constant reminder that he was kind of a live-in son-in-law and his kids had to take their mom’s last name. Big-time embarrassment for a guy who made it big.

“And Isabella, cool it, will ya? Zachary messed up, and we’ll make him say sorry. This marriage thing wasn’t just your call, it’s our families’ deal. Don’t go and have a meltdown. I got your back,” Terence tried to smooth things over.

Then he whirled around and snapped at Zachary, “Zachary! Drop that girl already!”

like he didn’t know

all tears and drama, shoved Zachary away. “Go after Isabella, Zachary. My bad, it’s all on

stood there,

with rage. He thought, ‘She’s always done what I said, like a perfect little robot. Why’s she ignoring orders

stopped cold, her hands balled into fists so tight

it’s nothing. Why you making a big deal? Zachary and his folks are cool now. What more do you need? Who else would deal

slow, “He deserves better than me.

it, “Who else would even look

she didn’t even flinch. Shoulders back, head high,

the drama like it

Their families were

for the altar anyway. But then, the

Feeling burned, Isabella put

was pretty shaken up when she realized that nobody seemed to care about her side of the story. But could

spill in her killer

Isabella mumbled, looking

came from up top,

stunned, charmed by the handsome face before her. This guy was something else—strong brows, dark blue eyes, the works. He