"Now, all the vegetables we eat at home are grown right in our own yard. The fruit trees will take a little longer to produce, but in a couple of years, we'll have our own seasonal fruit, too."
Whenever she had a rare moment of downtime, Isabella actually enjoyed tending to the vegetables and watering the flowers. She often imagined what it would be like when she was older and finally retired—spending her days tending to a garden, pruning fruit trees, and enjoying a quiet life just like her mother. It sounded incredibly peaceful.
"That's wonderful," Harold smiled. "Being self-sufficient is great, and you always feel better eating food you grew yourself. We actually have a vegetable patch against the back wall of our courtyard here, too."
Of course, the estate's staff managed it. The women of the Carter family were far too busy managing their social and business empires to spend hours weeding.
Isabella wasn't surprised. It was a common trend; almost every wealthy family she visited had a designated patch in their sprawling gardens for seasonal vegetables. As Harold said, homegrown food just tasted better and brought peace of mind. The produce at high-end markets was grown using hyper-efficient commercial methods—it looked perfect and grew fast, but it never quite captured the rich flavor of something grown slowly in a backyard.
After walking a bit further, they stepped into a shaded gazebo and sat down.
"Are you hot? Getting tired?" Harold asked, his eyes crinkling with concern.
Isabella looked around at the lush, towering trees surrounding them. "There's a great breeze today, and the trees block the sun. I'm not hot at all, and definitely not tired."
They were just taking a leisurely stroll through a gorgeous garden, not running a marathon.
A moment of quiet passed before Isabella spoke again, her tone gentling. "Harold... what exactly is wrong with your grandmother?"


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The readers' comments on the novel: After I Stopped Loving Him (Isabella and Ethan)
I will be devastated if Isabella and Ethan will get back together. Please, writer, Isabella deserves Harold....
Author, please get your characters names right. You always messing them up!...
I wish Harold will win Isabella's heart. I was so sad when Isabela was taken for granted coldly and cruelly by her supposed to be husband, and trapped,mocked and humiliated non stop by Natalie. This was so cruel, both don't deserve Isabela' forgiveness I wish for a happy ending between Isabela and Harold, he has the right to be happy after the long wait....
Frankly, the story initially was going quite good and the pacing was just right. unfortunately after Ethan got the dream of his past life, the story has been going in circles. Ethan's spouting the same nonsense every time he sees Isabella, they both have same conversations over and over. The authors monologue too has been the same for almost 400 chapters. Irrespective of which character the writing the just a repetition of what someone had gone through in the past and what made a certain character feel the emotions. York got introduced in 800 chapters yet nothing significant happened till date. Isabella is soft with Harold and kind of disgusted with Ethan, yet it is not entirely clear with whom she might end up. If she stays single i am fine with it but the story is clearly about Isabella and Ethan so almost 1000 chapters without seeing any progress in their relationship is frustrating. Except for being blindly in love and few aggressive instances with Isabella, Ethan actually isnt a bad person so i am fine if he can win her back. Even though Harold is coming off as a good second lead, i am somehow unable to warm upto him. Even the bad people in the story are not really facing any real consequences. I hate Jackson for his hypocrisy. I hate Jordan and Natalie for their self-righteouness and selfishness. I also hate Deborah, except when she is handing it out to Natalie. I am almost on the verge of dropping this story....
Why are they acting like kids 🤣😭...
Ethan is actually not that bad if we take out his blind love for Natalie...