After I Stopped Loving Him (Isabella and Ethan) novel Chapter 708

Laura didn't sit at the counter. Since there weren't many customers, she picked a quiet corner, set down her coffee, and went to grab her laptop.

She wasn't in any rush to turn it on. Instead, she lifted her mug and took a slow sip, letting the warmth settle her nerves.

She pulled out her phone and called Isabella. When Isabella picked up, Laura asked, “Do you have a headache?”

“It’s killing me. I didn’t even go to the office today, and Ethan completely lost it on me.”

Isabella kept her voice low. Ethan was still there, and she didn’t want him to overhear. She’d tried to get him to leave, but he accused her of being cold. Last night he’d rescued her, and today he was taking care of her, but now that she was feeling better, she was just sending him away. What could she even say to that?

“Ethan?” Laura asked. “Are you two back together?”

“No. I finally got my divorce, there’s no way I’m getting back with him. Something just happened last night, that’s all.”

Isabella told her everything that had happened. Laura had been drunk too, so she probably didn’t remember much.

After she finished listening, Laura’s voice filled with worry. “Isabella, you really should hire some bodyguards. Maybe get a few people to help around the house too, so you’re not alone.”

“That Dave guy is the worst. He tried to kidnap you, and after you fought back and called the cops, his guys still want revenge. People like that shouldn’t be allowed to get away with it.”

After everything that happened, Isabella knew things were dangerous for her now.

She said, “Ethan bought the villa next door. He says he’s hiring eight bodyguards for me, says it’s all his fault I’m caught up in this. I tried to say no, but he wouldn’t listen.”

Even if she refused, Ethan would go ahead with his plan.

“It is his fault,” Laura said. “If it weren’t for him, you wouldn’t have been targeted, you wouldn’t be in the hospital, and you wouldn’t still be at risk. If he wants to protect you, let him. He owes you that much.”

The staff glanced over at Laura. Realizing she was being asked for, Laura stood, walked over, and smiled. “Hi, I’m Laura. And you are?”

She studied the woman’s face. She looked familiar, a little like Jesse.

“Hello, Laura. I’m Jesse’s mother. You can call me Janetta.”

Laura paused for a moment, then smiled and invited Janetta to sit down.

Once Janetta was settled, Laura asked if she wanted coffee or something else.

“I’d love to try your coffee,” Janetta said with a gentle smile. “And maybe two kinds of pastries. Jesse is always raving about them.”

Janetta’s voice was warm and soft, her smile never fading. The way she looked at Laura wasn’t judgmental at all. Her eyes were kind, full of genuine warmth.