Goodbye Cheater Hello CEO’s Wife by Payne Walter

4.Chapter 4 Conspiracy

“What are you still standing around for? Quick, get her to the hospital. The child’s safety comes first,” Lorelai said urgently, placing her future grandchild’s well-being above all else.

Clayton covered his mouth and stifled a chuckle. “Even in this situation, you still want your daughter to marry into a family like this, Mr. Ingram? What exactly do you hope to gain from the Winslow family?”

His words caused a visible shift in everyone’s expression.

Meanwhile, Nathan’s expression was grim.

Marrying Isabella to Zachary was a strategic move for both families. However, if Clayton was willing to wed Isabella, he would become Nathan’s son-in-law, with Rayson International as Nathan’s backing.

The value of one hundred Avid Ventures Real Estate paled in comparison to Rayson International. In the face of years of friendship and mutual benefits, Nathan was torn between loyalty and opportunity. He was a businessman, and he knew what he wanted.

Clayton saw the calculative glint in Nathan’s eyes, turned to Isabella, and softly inquired, “Shall we go?”

Isabella tore her eyes away from Zachary and Scarlett, nodding gently.

She visited the graves of her granddad and mother, George and Irina Sorenson, tenderly wiping their photos clean with a tissue.

“I’m sorry, Granddad, Mom. Zachary and I are no longer together. Our marriage won’t be happening,” she murmured.

Caressing Irina’s photo on the tombstone, she couldn’t control her tears. “I’ve tried to heed your advice, Mom, enduring everything. But now, I’m at my wit’s end. I’m only 22 years old, still too young to take over the company with my current ability,” she confessed.

“I thought things would be fine once I got married, but now…” Isabella muffled her sobs with her hand, her body trembling as she knelt before the tombstone, curled into a small ball of grief.

trials, enduring disdain from Nathan, Winona, and Yvonne. Growing up in a home that no longer felt

that was about to be held, Isabella was overjoyed. They had planned to get married

dearly, and she believed the union arranged by George and Irina must be the best course. After all, Zachary was the

her constant companion, treating her with

was just eight years old, followed by Irina when Isabella turned ten, enveloping her world in hues of

turned twelve, Zachary left for his studies

let him go, fearful of losing the sole connection she had left to George and

as he held her hand and said, “Isabella, wait for me. I will come

entirely to Zachary. She nurtured their relationship meticulously, treasuring their brief annual reunions, and worked

insults from Megan and Yvonne, she clung to the belief that everything would be fine after she married

those years. Every future scenario she envisioned concluded with her union with

marrying him would breathe new life into her existence, heralding

hunger, whenever she faced difficulties, the mere thought

hope was shattered. The day she had dreamed of would never materialize. The envisioned future dissolved, leaving behind a shattered world. Isabella felt as though her heart had been torn from her chest, leaving

pledged, “Granddad, Mom, from now on, I’ll live for myself. I’ll do my best to not let you down.” Despite the pain, she knew that life must persist, regardless

the sun had already

the passenger seat door for her. She said in

were red, and she looked exhausted.