Ethan sat in silence for a long time before finally speaking. “Isabella, I told you, I’m not going to divorce you.”
Isabella didn’t answer. Did he really think it was just his choice to make?
Her silence told him everything. She was slipping away from him, little by little, and he could feel the panic rising inside him. He didn’t even know what he could do to stop it.
He’d given her money. He’d given her gold. What else was left? Did she actually want his love?
“Isabella…”
“Ethan, I’m driving,” she cut in, eyes on the road. “Can you stop talking for a second? If you distract me, both our lives are literally in my hands right now.”
He pressed his lips together and turned to stare out the window, his mood dark. It was becoming clearer every day—he didn’t have any control over her anymore. She wasn’t afraid of him at all.
Was it because he’d treated her too well? Maybe Jordan was right. Spoil a woman and she’ll just take you for granted.
When they reached the airport, Cynthia had just landed and called Isabella.
“Mom,” Isabella answered right away. “Did you just get off the plane?”
“Yes, I’m at baggage claim now. Are you here already?”
“We just arrived. I’ll come find you after I park the car.”
Cynthia said okay, then hung up. Her phone rang again almost instantly—it was Jackson.
“Hey, honey, are you back?” Jackson asked. “Do you want me to send a driver, or will you just grab a cab?”


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