Gossip Girl Reborn by Darlene Nunez

Chapter 121 I Am Quite The Clever One

Thunder roared across the sky.

Should I really respond to your ex-girlfriend's email as your wife? Is this truly all right?

Isabella's brain was truly about to overheat.

What exactly was Alexander implying? That was all she could think about.

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Initially, the email had been opened by accident. The initial plan was to feign ignorance, allowing Alexander to discover and deal with it discreetly on his own.

However, Alexander brought out the big guns and even questioned her about it.

Could he be hinting that his first love is returning, and I should step aside?

Alexander frowned as rage surged through him.

Meanwhile, Selena and Rosalie were rendered speechless.

No, what he was asking was how I, as his wife, should respond

Alexander thought, "Calm down, you'd better think this through!

Selena and Rosalie hardly dared to breathe, their emotions fluctuating wildly. Their hearts were pounding anxiously in their chests.

Selena thought, "Bella, as a wife, you should naturally exude the dignity of a married woman. Warn them, a proper ex should act dead, no need to even show up at the funeral."

Rosalie thought, "Bella! Alex is showing you that he's completely honest and transparent when he asked you to reply. He won't have any

lingering attachments to his ex. Isn't that a great sense of security? Even though Alex didn't value you in the past, don't give up on him. Seize the opportunity, eliminate the potential risks! Tell his ex to get lost!"

Unfortunately, Isabella couldn't hear the sincere words from Selena and Rosalie. Being someone who had been alone for so long, her mind was as muddled as oatmeal. Deep down, she even felt a hint of excitement and curiosity. Are we really doing this?

When Alexander saw Isabella's eyes widen like bronze bells, his heart softened. His voice became gentle, with a touch of indulgence, as he said, "You can respond however you want."

Isabella's eyes flickered, her inner thoughts running wild like galloping horses, impossible to rein in.

Is that so? Well, here's my standard response: All right, I'll wait for you.

Alexander froze.

back then, so we did. Now, you want to

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me, then don't

felt a surge of

coy response: Tin

revealed a kind

Or perhaps...

our hearts

have you made up your mind?" Alexander suddenly interrupted Isabella's wild

through Isabella. Although she often playfully called Alexander hubby, and

with him? Why is he suddenly calling me honey? Did he take the wrong pills? Was he stirred up by the news that

thought, "No, you

and Rosalie: It's you,

realizing that although he was smiling, there was something odd about his gaze. She didn't understand

I give her a piece

heard Isabella retract her words. "She didn't really make any unreasonable demands. It seems a bit much to scold her, so... should we just pretend we didn't see it and not respond?" Neither side is really at fault, right? It's the

deflated, Selena and Rosalie couldn't discern Isabella's intentions. They were unsure if she was acting this way out of fear of angering Alexander, testing

him.

with his profound black eyes for a moment: His stare was so intense that Isabella began to doubt herself. In the end, he simply lowered his

-He seemed unhappy.

intentions, but she had handed the

lifted her gaze, she saw Selena and Rosalie staring at her curiously. Isabella felt somewhat embarrassed. As she walked over, Rosalie, unable to contain her excitement, exclaim, "Bella, why didn't you respond?

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who it is? And you want me to

be confused if they had

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by your expressions, it's clear that it has something to do with the group we just encountered. You should definitely give them a piece of your

chuckled. "It's

didn't dare to add more to the conversation. She felt it wasn't the right

need to use the restroom, Rosie,

"All right."

two of them slipped away in an

rolling her eyes, Isabella returned to tidy up the area around the couch and coffee

of what Alexander is currently thinking, whether intentional or not, I insult her and they reconcile, I'd be the villain, stuck in an impossible

tune carelessly while she sorted through the valuable items she had just confiscated. This sight made him feel as

a swift movement, he grabbed the mouse with his left

swiftly typed on the keyboard using only his left

he wasn't left-handed, he was in fact equally adept with both hands. However, he chose