After I Stopped Loving Him novel Chapter 90

“Alfred, take her suitcase outside. No one lets her back in unless I say so.”

Jordan and Natalie tried, but Ethan wouldn’t budge. So the butler just nodded, picked up Isabella’s small suitcase, and quietly carried it outside. He left it by the front gate, out in the open.

Once he was done, the butler slipped into a corner and called Susan, explaining what happened. Susan’s voice was cool and matter-of-fact. “We work for the Adams family. Ethan gives the orders, and we follow them. If he says to put her luggage outside, that’s what you do. Honestly, Isabella is starting to act like she owns the place. Does she really think she’s Mrs. Adams?” To Susan, Isabella was just another piece in Ethan’s game.

Ethan had already done more for Isabella than most would. He gave her status, handed her tens of thousands every month as spending money, and always made sure to give her respect in front of others. Yet Isabella dared to argue with him, and when he was sick, no less. If word of this reached the estate, Jennifer would show up to teach Isabella a lesson.

The butler just muttered his agreement. After the call, he let out a sigh, stepped back inside, and shut the heavy door behind him. He couldn’t help but think Isabella brought this on herself. She knew Ethan was sick, miserable, and in a foul mood. Couldn’t she have just put her pride aside for once?

Meanwhile, Isabella had no idea her things had already been tossed out. She stood by the ocean for a while, letting the sea air cool her down. Eventually, her anger faded. She checked the time and figured Ethan had probably seen the doctor and taken his medicine by now. With a quiet sigh, she left the beach and started walking back toward the villas.

After about fifteen minutes, she reached the familiar gate. There it was—her little suitcase, all by itself, right at the entrance.

She froze. For a moment, she couldn’t move. Her heart felt like it had turned to ice. She didn’t need to ask. She knew Ethan had ordered her out.

She stood there, just staring at the suitcase. Finally, she walked over, grabbed the handle, and held on tight. She peered through the iron gate at the house beyond, standing there for a long, silent moment. Then she turned away, suitcase in hand, and walked off without a word.

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