Chapter 93

The doorbell wouldn't stop ringing.

Isabella gritted her teeth in irritation.

She glared at the bathtub she had just stepped out of.

An idea sparked in her mind.

She swung the door open forcefully.

Alexander stood there, his expression impatient at first.

Then his eyes widened in shock.

She wore a delicate white sundress that clung to her frame.

The fabric highlighted her long, toned legs.

Fine silk complemented her radiant complexion.

She embodied every man's fantasy.

"Isabella, you..." He was stunned by her transformation in just five years.

He wanted to demand why she kept him waiting.

But his words were cut short.

Splash! A full bucket of water drenched him completely.

"What the hell!" His face darkened instantly.

"Can't you see? I was just emptying my bathwater." She tossed the bucket aside casually.

She brushed her hands together dismissively.

"You did that intentionally! I brought you breakfast! I waited in line for hours!"

"Do I look like I care? Yes, it was deliberate. Want to hit me?" She leaned against the doorframe lazily.

Alexander seethed with anger.

He wanted to strangle her but held himself back.

"I know you're still angry about five years ago. It was my mistake. Let me make it up to you."

"You rejected my flowers. That's why I brought breakfast. Can't you see my effort?"

Isabella let out a cold, hollow laugh.

"Sincerity? I thought you were heartless all along. Now you disgust me even more."

"Look at yourself reeking of cheap perfume. How many women have you been with?"

"Clean yourself up before spreading your filth to others."

Her words cut deeper than any blade.

"Enough! You shameless woman! Have you seen what people say online?"

"You're not even half the woman Victoria is!" He grabbed her wrist roughly.

He had never been humiliated like this before.

"You're just a washed-up actress who had an abortion! No one wants you except me!"

Isabella prepared to retaliate when a deep voice interrupted.

"Who said no one wants her?" Nathaniel approached with commanding presence.

Sunlight outlined his powerful physique.

He radiated authority and magnetism.

Four suited bodyguards followed closely behind.

He moved like royalty inspecting his domain.

Alexander stared in disbelief. "Mr. Blackwood? Why are you here?"

Nathaniel ignored him completely.

His attention focused entirely on Isabella.

She captivated him instantly.

The simple white sundress accentuated her curves perfectly.

Her golden hair cascaded over her shoulders as she leaned against the door.

She looked both innocent and dangerously alluring.