Isabella sighed and walked away without a word, leaving behind the masterpiece of a husband she had.
Vincent left the room, leaving Isabella to her thoughts. Shortly after, he returned, a puzzled look on his face. "Were you in my study?" he asked, his voice tinged with suspicion and curiosity.
Isabella quickly refused it, her voice steady. "Why would I go there?" she asked, her eyes narrowing as she tried to study his reaction.
To her surprise, Vincent didn't argue as she expected. He just nodded, a distant look in his eyes, and walked out, leaving her even more bewildered.
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Later that afternoon, Isabella met up with Timothy at a restaurant. She tried to mask every anxiety she felt inside. "Hey, Timothy," she said with a forced smile, hoping the meeting would bring some clarity at l
