Howard’s POV
I rushed to Isabella's door with red eyes, knocking heavily and wanting to break in. When the door opened, it was not Isabella who greeted me, but my mother.
"Mom? Why are you here?" I was perplexed. I couldn't hide the surprise in my eyes. Since that incident, Olivia has been living abroad. I haven't had any contact with my family for three years, and I rarely even make phone calls, let alone come back to see me. I was raised by my grandparents and barely had any connection with my own parents.
Olivia looked at me complainingly, with a tone of resentment in her voice.
"If I don't come back, I'm afraid Isabella will be sidelined and only termed as your old mistress." Mother’s voice was full of disappointment. Looking at Isabella with wet eyes in the room, I gradually reali
