Chapter 226
In the hospital.
Isabella lay motionless in het hospital bed, her eyes red and swollen. The steady beep of the heart monitor was the only sound breaking the oppressive silence of the private room.
Nancy anxiously stood by her side. ‘Miss Scott, please stop crying, she urged, her voice tinged with barely concealed impatience. “The doctor specifically said you shouldn’t cry. It’s not good for your condition.”
Isabella didn’t respond, her vacant gaze fixed on the ceiling.
Since Henry had stormed out of her hospital room, she had barely spoken. That cold, contemptuous look in his eyes had destroyed something deep within her.
Inwardly, Nancy was seething with frustration. How could Isabella be so stupid? She had completely missed Nancy’s desperate signals behind Henry’s back.
If only Isabella had admitted to the hit–and–run incident, shown some remorse, or at least fabricated a plausible explanation, perhaps Henry wouldn’t have left so abruptly.
Now Henry was gone, and God only knew when–or if–he would return.
Despite her growing resentment toward Isabella, Nancy maintained her sympathetic facade. She couldn’t reveal her true feelings, after all, her livelihood depended on this job.
No one paid better than Henry for nursing services.
Since becoming Isabella’s caretaker, Nancy’s life had transformed dramatically.
She could afford expensive skincare products, lived in a better apartment, and regularly received Isabella’s cast–offs–designer clothes that were barely worn but no longer wanted.
The timid, plainly dressed woman of before was gone; in her place stood someone more confident, more refined.
Having tasted a better life, Nancy wasn’t willing to return to her previous existence of desperate subsistence.
Even with Isabella wallowing in self–pity, Nancy remained determined, to keep her position.
“Miss Scott, Nancy tried again, forcing enthusiasm into her voice. Remember, the one who laughs last, laughs best. Nothing is truly over yet–you can’t give up so easily!”
Isabella’s eyes finally flickered with a hint of life.
She turned her head slightly, a bitter smile twisting her pale lips. “Stop trying to console me, Nancy. This time, he won’t be coming back.”
Her voice was barely above a whisper. “The anesthesia hadn’t even worn off when he started questioning me about what I did to Sophia. But he doesn’t understand–I should have been Mrs. Harding, not her! That bitch is nothing!”
Isabella’s hands trembled as she clutched at the blanket. “He promised to marry me, but then he married someone else. Even after that, I believed he still loved me, that Sophia was just… temporary. But now I realize the truth: his heart has changed. He loves Sophia now. He’s betrayed everything we promised each other.”
The thought of Henry’s ice–cold demeanor made Isabella sink deeper into despair. She closed her eyes, fresh tears leaking from beneath her lashes.
Nancy sighed, sitting down on the edge of the bed. “Miss Scott, if you ask me, Mr. Harding isn’t as heartless as you think. If he truly didn’t care about you anymore, why would he still be paying your hospital bills? The medical expenses, my salary—he’s covering all of it. Would someone who doesn’t care do
that?”
She leaned closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “In my opinion, he’s just been blinded by Sophia. All you need to do is reveal her true face. Once you do that, he’ll definitely come back to you.”
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Isabella struggled to sit up, a spark of interest finally lighting her eyes. “What do you suggest?”
Nancy smiled, pulling out her phone and pointing to a news headline. ‘We’ll use
this!
After lunch, Alexander returned to his hotel.
Sophia’s troubled expression still remained clearly in his mind. That phone call had obviously upset her, and he wasn’t going to let it slide.
‘Find out everything you can about the person who called Ms. Wilson,” he instructed his security team. “Anyone who upsets her will answer to me.
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