Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 25

Monica sat in the passenger seat, eyes brimming with tears as she stared out the window. “This.. this is all my fault. I should never have said anything… then perhaps, if I hadn’t told you, Izzy wouldn’t be doing any of this…”

“This isn’t your fault,” Calen said as he parked the car. They had just reached Amalia and Monica’s house. “Let’s go inside,” he

said.

The three of them immediately went inside and weren’t surprised to see that it was empty. Izzy wasn’t there. However, this wasn’t unusual. In the past, Izzy often spent time at one of her properties, clearing her head or focusing on work.

“Let her cool down.” Calen said as he let Monica sit on the couch, “I know she’ll come back soon.” That was the Izzy he knew.

“Have some water,” Amalia said. “And stop blaming yourself.”

Monica accepted the water, drank it, and then shook her head. You don’t understand,” she said almost meekly. “She… she thinks I betrayed her. She’s shutting us out, cutting us off. Maybe I… maybe I pushed her too far,” she whispered. “I was just… I was just trying to help her see reason. I even encouraged Calen to talk to her in private, Mom” She started crying again.

Seeing this, Calen sighed and sat next to her, slowly stroking her back. “Izzy’s been off since the flight. I’m going to take care of this. You don’t have to worry about it.”

Monica side–eyed Calen but said nothing. She knew why Izzy had been acting off. It was because Calen had forgotten about their anniversary. But why would she tell him that? There was no need for him to try and chase Izzy! After all, Monica was already here for him.

“Do you think it has something to do with…” Her eyes widened. It can’t be.” She shook her head. “It can’t be. That’s not the Izzy I knew.”

“What?” Amalia asked. “What are you talking about?”

“No. It can’t be,” Monica said. “Don’t mind it.”

“Just tell us what it is!” Amalia said.

“Maybe she wanted the promotion!” Monica uttered as she observed Calen’s expression. Sure enough, his face immediately darkened. “But that isn’t like Izzy. She just-”

only available position would be his–the COO

paused, his eyes

his father, Renard, had been pushing him to be the perfect son he wanted. Renard wanted him to follow in his footsteps. The fact that they weren’t

heir. The one who must learn everything. Renard wouldn’t blink when it came to challenging him, and pushing his boundaries–even if it meant

wrong. Izzy wouldn’t try to steal that from you… after all… she love

What the hell was Izzy

him that her mother

Chapter 23

fling, someone to fill the void when he

leather booth of the dimly lit bar, a glass of whiskey swirling lazily in his hand. Across from him sat Nico, his oldest friend and partner–in–crime from high school days. Nico, with his perfectly tousled blond hair and piercing blue eyes, grinned as he listened and scanned the bar for new faces.

Vegas, Nico attracted women like flies to honey–if he wasn’t racing, he was usually at some

down. “Izzy actually got angry

she got mad,” he replied. “It’s like she can’t handle a challenge,

used to hang on your every word, right? The one who’d stay up all night just to help

just… emotional right now. Women get

his glass. “Yeah? Or maybe she’s done playing the devoted girlfriend, considering you’ve been entertaining… other interests over the

growled, shooting Nico a glare.

are you saying?” he

I hit a nerve? You’re telling me she’s never suspected anything? Women always know, man. Maybe Izzy’s wising

“It’s not like that. They were mistakes, okay? One–offs. And that doesn’t count as cheating, anyway. A mistake isn’t the same thing”

grin widened. “Right. You’ve just made a

man. Don’t look at me like that. Look, if you don’t think it’s cheating, that’s between you and

type. If she even had a

what do you think it is?” Nico asked. “Do you think

This has to be his doing.” There was no way Izzy would pull

could make his life hell if sh wanted. She was relentless in