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.

+5 Pearls

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.

fitting a domineering CEO would be: It was you who wanted to part ways back then, so we did. Now, you want to come back. What do you take me for! 12:09 Sun,

121 I Am Quite The

+5 Pearls

you don't love me, then don't say another word and don't

felt a

another coy response: Tin not

a kind

Or perhaps...

"Enough, enough, our hearts can't

up your mind?" Alexander suddenly interrupted

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

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

thought, "No, you provoked

It's you, it's

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

I give her a piece of my

twinkled slightly, about to speak, when he 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

she was acting this way out of fear of angering Alexander, testing his patience, or

him.

that Isabella

-He seemed unhappy.

his intentions, but she had

Isabella felt somewhat embarrassed. As she walked over, Rosalie, unable to contain her

Am Quite

is? And you

be confused if they had

+5 Pearls

missing a beat, Selena chimed in, "Do we even need to ask? Judging 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 mind Immediately, Rosalie gave a

chuckled. "It's

wasn't the right time. to stick around. Hastily, she made up an excuse to leave,

the restroom, Rosie,

"All right."

them slipped away

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

reconcile, I'd be the villain,

Isabella a cold look, noticing her humming a tune carelessly while she sorted through the valuable items she had just confiscated. This sight

averted his gaze, his face devoid of any expression. With a swift movement, he

the

equally adept with both