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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where she was rinsing her

already heading

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the store, she was

produce section and stopped in front

bundle of spinach and turned it over. “This

then placed it back on the shelf. “It’s not. Look here.” He pointed at the slightly browning

he picked up another bunch, checked it again, then placed it carefully

do you know how to

cook,” he said. “I’m not going to waste time

a bell pepper and held it up. “This one

it. “It’s soft.”

frowned, gave it a light squeeze, and quietly returned

without hesitation. A few tomatoes, red onions, a pack of pasta, and fresh herbs. He didn’t

a bunch of bananas. “So you really do this

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

she reached for a carton of milk. He took it from her, checked the date, then gave it

eyes

time they reached the checkout, their cart was full,

heavier bags without saying anything. Izzy walked beside him, arms tucked

I’d see you checking the stems of spinach

unlocked the car. “Now you

the door and slid in. “It suits you,

glanced at her

from the store. The whole morning had

didn’t mind that

didn’t last that

“Liam?”

person who called Liam’s name.

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Margarette Horvath.

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caught her attention was the young 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

smile apparent on her face as she held a hand toward Izzy. However, before Izzy could say a word, Liam already held her

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

you visited your

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said, pursing his lips before he carefully let Izzy

Margarette to say another word as she closed the door. Almost immediately, Liam also got into the driver’s

word to each other. Then Liam’s

she asked. She could clearly see the caller–Mr. Horvath. She immediately assumed that this was not his grandfather. Liam, despite everything, was close

It ended after a

first, just turned her gaze to the road ahead. When the phone rang