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.

be: It was you who wanted to part ways back then, so we did. Now, you want to come back. What do

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then don't

felt a surge of

response: Tin

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Or perhaps...

"Enough, enough, our hearts

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

the term 'honey, a shiver ran through Isabella. Although she often playfully called Alexander hubby, and he played along, he had seldom addressed her as his

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

thought, "No, you provoked

Rosalie: It's you,

smiling, there was something odd about his gaze. She didn't understand it but inexplicably, Isabella's instincts were screaming

a piece of my

didn't really make any unreasonable demands. It seems a bit much to scold her, so... should we

was acting this way out of fear of angering Alexander, testing his patience, or simply no longer

him.

moment: His stare was so intense that Isabella began to doubt herself. In the end, he simply lowered his

-He seemed unhappy.

had handed the decision-making

she saw Selena and Rosalie staring at her curiously. Isabella felt somewhat embarrassed. As she walked over,

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it is? And you

be confused if they had

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even need to ask? Judging by your expressions, it's clear that it has something to do with the group we

"It's

add more to the conversation. She felt it wasn't the right time. to stick around. Hastily, she made up an

to use the restroom, Rosie,

"All right."

two of them slipped away in an

tidy up the area around the couch and coffee

foolish of me to retort? Regardless 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 situation. I might even risk backlash for offending his first love, possibly

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

devoid of any expression. With a swift movement, he grabbed the mouse with his left hand and clicked

swiftly typed on the

wasn't left-handed, he was in fact equally adept with both hands. However, he chose to keep this little secret to