Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 151

Izzy shook her head, setting her glass down with a soft clink. “It’s not worth it,” she said, exhaling slowly. “Let it go, Maria”

Maria raised an eyebrow. “Not worth it?”

“Dragging this through a lawsuit won’t change anything,” Izzy continued, “Besides, I already have a meeting set with the board of Rossi Group.” She leaned back against the booth, crossing her arms. “There’s no point in wasting time on Weiss Inc. anymore.”

Maria watched her for a moment, then shrugged. “If that’s your choice.” She took a small sip of her drink before smirking slightly. “Just remember, I’m here if you change your mind. Anytime.

Izzy’s lips quirked into a faint smile. “I know. Thanks.”

She picked up her glass again, swirling the whiskey lazily, the amber liquid catching the light. The burn of the alcohol was starting to numb the edge of her frustration, replacing it with a dull warmth that spread through her chest.

She was just about to lift the glass to her lips when a hand closed gently but firmly around her wrist.

Izzy blinked, glancing up in surprise. Her eyes met a familiar pair of cold, gray ones.

Liam stood there, his expression unreadable. The dim lighting cast shadows across the sharp lines of his face, but even in the half–dark, his presence was unmistakable.

Maria smirked slightly. “Well, look who decided to drop by,” she said, leaning back in her seat. “Good to see you, Mr. Horvath

Liam inclined his head slightly in acknowledgment before turning his gaze back to Izzy.

Izzy stared at him for a moment, caught off guard. Then her surprise melted into a smile. “I didn’t know you were back in the country,” she said, easing her wrist out of his grasp.

“My flight just landed,” Liam replied, his eyes scanning her face briefly as if checking for something.

Izzy pursed her lips and shifted to the side, patting the empty space beside her. “Then sit,” she said simply.

Liam hesitated for half a second before sliding into the booth next to her, the faint scent of his cologne mingling with the rich aroma of whiskey and gin.

María chuckled, tipping her glass slightly. “It’s always good to see you two,” she said, eyes gleaming with mild amusement. “Though I can’t say I expected it here, of all places.”

Izzy huffed softly but didn’t comment, too focused on the warmth radiating from Liam’s side. Inwardly, she was surprised by just how much she’d missed him. The steady, grounding presence he brought–one that made the frustration and betrayal of earlier seem less suffocating.

Líam glanced at the half–empty glass of whiskey in front of her, his eyes narrowing slightly. “You’ve had enough?” he asked.

Izzy rolled her eyes but couldn’t help the small smirk that tugged at her lips. “You’re not my keeper,” she muttered, but she made no move to take another sip.

Maria snorted into her gin and tonic, clearly amused. “I should get going,” she said, stretching slightly. “I have an early morning tomorrow.”

She slid out of the booth with a lazy grace, pausing briefly to tap a manicured nail against the table. “Take care of her, will you, Mr. Horvath?” she said with a smirk.

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flickered briefly with

chuckled and gave a mock salute. “See you around,

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silence, Izzy leaned back against the booth, exhaling slowly. She could feel the tension that had been

back as well, one arm draped casually along the back of

him anything yet because she was too angry and didn’t want to bother him. Izzy knew that Liam had been busy with some projects and had been

it off–saying it was nothing. But one look at

rim of her glass. “Renard put Calen in charge of the Macau

eyes darkened.

she muttered. “They’ve been trying to cut me out since the scandal broke. Guess I just

once against the back of the seat–a

hand through her hair. “It’s not like I didn’t see it coming,” she admitted. “Renard’s desperate to keep the company afloat. Using Calen to get the Johnsons

didn’t respond immediately, but his

just let it happen,” she muttered,

shoulder–brief, almost imperceptible. “It wasn’t for nothing,” he said.

glanced at him,

as if it were

before a small, genuine smile tugged at her lips. The weight on her chest

shoulder. “You’re not very good at cheering people up,” she teased. As always. This man has been like this since

lips twitched faintly. “Not

the knot of frustration in her chest. The alcohol, combined with Liam’s

first time that day, she felt like she

The soft lighting overhead blurred into warm hues, and the steady warmth

of her surroundings. Wait. When did they leave the club?

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unmistakably Liam–lingered in the air. Izzy turned her head, her cheek pressing against a firm chest.

Oh

They were home.

was drunk.

eyes steady as he watched her. They were already in the living room. the familiar sight of the cream–colored

veins making it hard to

me…” she mumbled, reaching up

pointed out, his hand resting lightly

blinked at the familiar sight of their sofa, the glass coffee table, and the