Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 175

“Huh?” Izzy frowned at the tablet. The smell of coffee lingered in the air, thick and warm. Liam was in the kitchen behind her, moving around quietly as he finished preparing breakfast. She sat at the table, one leg crossed over the other, eyes glued

to the screen.

Just as she expected, the headlines were already out. The actor and actress caught in the restroom had taken over the entertainment section. The photos were blurry but clear enough to identify them. What followed was a string of articles digging into the actor’s past old accusations, former complaints, and questionable behavior on set. Everything had resurfaced.

He was done,

But that wasn’t what made her frown.

It was the article below it.

Calen Weiss and Pamella Johnson: Engaged and Possibly Eloped.

Izzy blinked.

The article spun the story in a clean, positive way. According to it, the couple had quietly tied the knot or planned to, with Pamella choosing to keep the details private to avoid unnecessary attention. It even quoted a source saying she preferred simplicity and didn’t like to “show off.”

Izzy slowly set the tablet down.

She knew Pamella. That woman didn’t hide things. She flaunted them.

Liam then placed a plate in front of her. English breakfast. Eggs, toast, sausage, grilled tomatoes. He sat across from her and glanced at the tablet.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

Izzy tapped the screen once and slid it toward him. “It looks like the Weiss family wants the Blackwell Group’s support badly. This article says Calen and Pamella are engaged. Maybe even eloped.”

Liam took one look and shrugged. “You should stop reading the news first thing in the morning. It’ll ruin your day.”

Izzy narrowed her eyes at him. She rested her elbow on the table, then leaned her face into her palm, staring.

Liam looked up from his plate. “Is there something on my face?”

“There’s something missing from your face,” she said. “That’s the problem.”

He frowned. “What?”

She leaned forward, kissed him on the lips–quick, nothing dramatic–then pulled back.

“There,” she said. “Now there’s nothing missing. You look perfect.”

Liam blinked once.

Izzy picked up her fork and started eating like nothing happened, leaving Liam speechless… once again.

After breakfast, Liam stood and grabbed his keys from the counter.

“Let’s go.”

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looked up from the sink where she was rinsing her coffee cup. “Go where?”

already heading for the

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him out, still confused. By the time they reached the store, she was eyeing him from the side. “You actually

the produce section and stopped in front

picked up a bundle of spinach and turned it

took it from her hand, checked the bottom stems, then placed it back on the shelf. “It’s not. Look here.” He pointed at the slightly browning edges

picked up another bunch, checked it

when do you know how to pick

not going to waste time

a bell pepper and held it

glanced at it. “It’s soft.”

light squeeze, and quietly returned it to the pile.

hesitation. A few tomatoes, red onions, a pack of

cart and watched him grab a bunch of bananas. “So you really

things to be delivered,” he said. “And I don’t trust people to pick the

a carton of milk. He took it from her, checked the date,

eyes but smiled.

time they reached the checkout, their cart was full, but nothing felt excessive.

the heavier bags without saying anything. Izzy walked

checking the stems

car.

and slid in. “It suits you, actually.”

glanced at her

ahead, watching people come and go from the store. The

mind that

didn’t last that

“Liam?”

person who called Liam’s name. Surprisingly, Izzy immediately recognized the woman

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Margarette Horvath.

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teenage boy following behind Margarette, Liam’s half–brother? She heard that Liam’s father got married after his mother’s death, but this should be the first time that

held a hand toward Izzy. However, before Izzy

you, Mrs. Horvath, but we still have things to attend to,” Liam

been so long since you visited your brother. Why don’t

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Liam said, pursing his lips before he carefully let Izzy inside the car. Without asking questions, Izzy sat in the front

still have some appointments,” Izzy smiled. She didn’t wait for Margarette to say another

didn’t say a word to each other.

that?” she asked. She could clearly see the caller–Mr. Horvath. She immediately

a few seconds, but then it rang again.

grip on the wheel was tight, his jaw set. She didn’t say anything at first, just turned her gaze to the road ahead. When