Isabel’s POV
I look at Alexander, my cold eyes piercing through his.
His demeanor is icy like it always has been. Looking unsettled.
I wonder what could be going through his mind.
Who am I trying to deceive? He’s definitely thinking of his night with Cynthia.
The thought of what could have gone down between them came crossing my mind.
I tightened my jaw.
I’ll never forgive them both.
He wants a divorce? He gets it. I’m done been the good and understanding wife of an unfaithful bastard.
I signed the divorce papers without hesitation, storming into the room to get my stuff and leave the hell outta here.
Did Alexander think I’m going to beg for him to not end this marriage?
I can't even stand being in the same room with him.
He disgust me!
Not after what I saw the other night a
