Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 202

"...still no confirmation on whether Ms. Rossi has regained consciousness. What we know for certain is that the vehicle carrying Isabella Rossi collided with an eastbound transport truck late Monday morning, resulting in the death of the truck's driver. Authorities have yet to release further information regarding the investigation."

The news anchor shifted to another camera angle. A photo of Izzy flashed on the screen-one of her recent public appearances at the Weiss INC's charity gala. Below it, a banner read; ISABELLA ROSSI IN COMA DRIVER DEAD.

Izzy sat on the couch, a pillow tucked behind her back. Her movements were limited, but her eyes were sharp. She watched the screen for a few more seconds before glancing at Liam.

"Do you think this will work?" she asked.

Liam didn't answer right away. He sliced a piece of apple and then held it up to her. Izzy took a bite and chewed slowly. "Obviously," he said.

She looked at the screen again. "Are you sure those doctors won't say anything?"

Liam picked up another slice. "They're my doctors. They live in the compound." Izzy nodded once.

There was a knock at the door. Liam turned his head.

Mondo opened it and stepped inside. He held a tablet in one hand.

"Mr. Weiss is here. He wants to speak with you.”

Calen's steps were sharp as he entered the living room. He didn't bother sitting, he'd been waiting in another area outside, finally, they allowed him to come in. His eyes immediately locked on Liam.

"Where is she?" he demanded. "This place is impossible to find. Why are you hiding her here, of all places?"

There was anger in his voice, but underneath it was something else-panic. Fear.

Who would have thought Liam would fly Izzy out of San Francisco and bring her all the way to New York, barely hours after the accident? It had taken Calen days to trace her actual location. Days of blocked access, closed doors, and silence.

Liam didn't flinch. He stood near the fireplace, unmoving.

Calen stepped forward. "It took me days to get here. You had no right to take her."

Liam didn't look fazed. "Mr. Weiss," he said calmly, "may I know why you're here instead of busying yourself with your upcoming wedding?"

Calen's expression cracked.

at him.

"She's on her deathbed!" Calen

to do with my Izzy, right?" Liam smiled. Calen frowned. He didn't miss the way he said

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argue with you. I did not come here

not a doctor. Izzy will

the fireplace, looking at the view outside of this cabin, Calen looked around, taking

expected. A single-floor bungalow with aged wooden beams, wide windows, and a stone fireplace. The floor creaked under his shoes. There was no luxury in sight. No guards at the door. No medical equipment. Just a leather couch, a coat rack, and a small kitchen tucked into the corner. It looked more like a

sign of someone else in

One looked like a guest room, judging from the folded sheets on the bench outside it. The other was shut completely. But even if she were in one of them, there were no signs-no nurses, no machines,

into the space, scanning the floor

was off-too thick for the rest of the space, and slightly misaligned. He looked closer.

to Liam. "You're keeping

Liam didn't answer.

again. The rest of the cabin was quiet, almost too quiet. No signs of life above ground, but something told him the quiet was intentional. There had

built this whole

har Calen said.

his head

at him.

"I'm keeping her alive,"

ago.

away from

dam said.

"Keeping her alive?"

it obvious?" he said. "She's

was an accident!" Calen snapped. "Besides... you

was the only place that could help her," Liam replied. "I have a team of doctors. They're trusted. They're equipped. They'll make

wasn't your call

whose call was