After I Stopped Loving Him (Isabella and Ethan) novel Chapter 487

Cynthia walked in, with Zachary following right behind her.

“Mom, Uncle,” Ethan said, getting up to greet them.

Cynthia’s eyes went straight to Isabella. Seeing her asleep, she asked softly, “Has Isabella had anything to eat? How’s her appetite?”

“She ate already. She seemed to be in good spirits and finished almost everything I brought,” Ethan replied, pulling over chairs for Cynthia and Zachary.

Cynthia let out a quiet sigh of relief. She stepped over, carefully tucked the blanket around Isabella, and gently brushed her cheek, making sure not to wake her.

“Zachary, you can head home if you want. I’ll stay here with Isabella,” she said.

Zachary looked at Isabella for a moment. “I’ll wait a little longer. She still looks pretty pale.”

Ethan jumped in quickly. “She’s been through a lot. It’s normal for her to look this way. Once she’s out of the hospital, we’ll get her back on her feet.”

Something seemed to cross his mind. He grabbed his phone and dialed Mike. As soon as Mike picked up, Ethan said, “Mike, could you get some supplements ready for Isabella? Bring them over tomorrow.”

“Of course,” Mike answered, not needing any more explanation. He always just did what Ethan asked.

After the call, Ethan turned to Cynthia and said, “Mom, I’ve asked the butler to have some supplements delivered tomorrow. Once Isabella’s out, I’ll make sure she gets what she needs.”

Cynthia nodded, not saying anything else.

Earlier, when Ethan had gone home to rest, Cynthia had taken the chance to ask Isabella if she was really sure about the divorce. Isabella hadn’t hesitated. She was just as determined as when she’d wanted to leave Jackson.

Since Isabella was set on the divorce and Ethan had agreed to go through with it after she recovered, Cynthia no longer saw Ethan as her son-in-law.

Trying to break the awkward silence, Ethan offered, “Mom, Uncle, do you want some fruit? I can wash some for you.”

Even though he hadn’t been kidnapped, he couldn’t help but feel more on edge than before. He didn’t dare let his guard down.

Isabella slept soundly. Ethan couldn’t resist and snuck a few kisses, but she didn’t stir at all.

The hospital was almost completely silent at night. Drowsy, Ethan lay down on the family bed, turning so he could watch Isabella for a little while. He drifted off to sleep with her in his sights.

The moment he fell asleep, the dreams came.

They weren’t good ones. In his dream, it felt like his soul left his body and he was flying fast through a long tunnel. He couldn’t tell how long he’d been soaring before something heavy dragged him downward, sending him falling.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

He answered, and a strange voice came through the line. “Is this Ethan? I’m calling from the police station. We found a woman’s body in the suburbs that looks a lot like your wife. We need you to come identify her.”