Emanuele was dressed in his usual suit, looking dignified and serious. At least today, he hadn't killed anyone, and there was no strong scent of blood on him.
Isabella didn't even realize how low her expectations of Emanuele had become. She simply couldn't stand the smell of blood on him.
They soon set off for the mansion. Emanuele kept a close eye on Isabella throughout the journey, trying to gauge her reactions to the upcoming encounter with Chloe.
But Isabella seemed to show no particular emotions. Emanuele wondered if he was overthinking it. Still, he couldn't help but feel angry about how Chloe had treated her. If it weren't for Isabella being her cousin, he would have dealt with that woman a long time ago.
As Isabella entered the grand hall, Sophia immediately embraced her. "Isabella, why don't you visit more often? It's not as dangerous now, and you can go outside."
"Okay, Mom, but I'm still a bit worried," Isabella casually made up an excuse. She didn't like it here; she always felt more uncomfortable in the mansion than at Emanuele's apartment.
Chloe also stepped forward, embracing Isabella briefly. "Isabella, we're leaving tomorrow. Since you've come to Chicago, you haven't visited our house. Next time, I hope you can come over and see me. Your room is still there, and my mom has preserved it for you. We've bought more cattle and sheep. You'll love it."
Chloe's words sounded like an enthusiastic invitation, but only Isabella knew how terrifying they were. When Chloe mentioned her room, it was a place of nightmares for Isabella. Whenever Chloe was displeased, she would drag her into that room and subject her to a severe beating. The room was dimly lit and filled with various objects, and her bed was old and tattered. The bedding and everything else were from the warehouse that her uncle had stored away many years ago. She had sewn and patched it to continue using it. As for the cattle and sheep, Isabella couldn't stand them; they were smelly and unruly. While she was herding them, they had even rammed into her several times, leaving her traumatized.
But her aunt had once praised her for enjoying such activities in front of all the people, and now Chloe was doing the same in front of everyone. Isabella found it ironic.
This situation that Chloe had created tore open an emotional wound in Isabella's heart. Despite her internal turmoil, at least, she no longer felt a physical suffocation in her chest, and she was able to keep a calm expression.
She didn't need medication anymore; she had made progress!
"Alright, if we have the chance, Emanuele and I will visit. We hope you can host us," Isabella said, even uttering polite words with remarkable composure.
Chloe looked at Isabella with a strange expression, not expecting her to have changed so much. Isabella used to speak to her with such timidity and fear, not daring to meet her eyes. But now, she was so different.
Chloe contemplated when this transformation had occurred. It seemed like ever since she had married Emanuele, she had started to bravely confront and no longer fear her.
This bitch! Why did she think she could escape my grip after marrying Emanuele?
Isabella chatted with Chloe for a bit and exchanged some words with her uncle and aunt. Then, they sat at the table in the dining room, where an array of delicious food was already spread out.
Madelyn and Sophia were engaged in conversation while Isabella sat next to Emanuele, eating seriously. Emanuele, too, was eating, but he was mostly observing Isabella and helping her with the dishes.
"Have some more," Emanuele said to Isabella.
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