e of the hospital, a familiar Maybach pulled

ssenger seat and then tu

ly spotted them. Her face lit up with an

her voice loud enough to attract the atten

d the lack of the carefully crafted perfection he demanded from his wife. A complex express

e for a slightly longer moment. A hint of unease crossed her fa

I feel a

n. He didn't look at Chloe again, speaking to the man standing beside

s. Carlisle bac

quest. This is a

her body a steadfast shield. "

, had already walked toward them,

ted," Chloe said, her voice laced with icy a

ed on his driver. "If you can't even handle

ing on his forehead. He turned around, his voice filled with pleading, and wh

n. Creating a public scene achieved nothing excep

ths of her feigned blindness, her contempt for him burned clear a

d only watch helplessly and angrily as the car drove

rison, Mrs. Gable greeted her with a relieved smile,

ck. I'll have the kitchen

tone gentle but firm. "Please prepare t

s. Carlisle... married couples sh

able, p

nation in her eyes, Mrs. Gabl

gently as he entered. Isabelle's check must have gone very smoothly. He clearly thought

d his footsteps suddenly stop, followed by the master bedroom door being forcefully pushed open. A m

r was k

ith force, crashing against the wall. Julian stood at the doorway,

oice echoing in the small room.