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.

ways back then, so we

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

a surge

coy response:

revealed a kind

Or perhaps...

enough, our hearts can't take it anymore, sob

your mind?"

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 'honey'

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

thought, "No,

Rosalie: It's you, it's you,

understand it but inexplicably, Isabella's instincts were screaming at her that

her a

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?

she was acting this way out of fear of angering

him.

stare was so intense that Isabella began to

-He seemed unhappy.

intentions, but she had handed the

Rosalie staring at her curiously. Isabella felt somewhat embarrassed. As she walked over, Rosalie, unable to contain her excitement, exclaim, "Bella, why didn't

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Do you know who it is? And you want me to

would be confused if they had

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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

"It's not

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

the restroom, Rosie,

"All right."

them slipped away

returned to tidy up

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 having to pay Alexander, who was about to delete the email, was

her humming a tune carelessly while she sorted through the valuable items she had just confiscated.

With a swift movement,

then swiftly typed on the keyboard

with both hands.