After I Stopped Loving Him (Isabella and Ethan) novel Chapter 726

“Isabella, Linda’s got her hands full. Let’s not trouble her.”

Ethan moved closer. “If you don’t want me to drive you home, it’s fine. I respect your choice.”

He added, “How about my driver takes you? No need to bother Linda.”

“If you ask her for a favor, you’ll end up owing her one. You hate that, remember?”

Harold jumped in, not wanting to be left out. “Isabella, I can have Barbara drive you.”

“That’s not necessary.”

Isabella kept her voice cool. “Harold, you’re worried about me going home alone just because I’m a woman. But Barbara’s a woman too, and honestly, she’s not half as tough as I am if things go sideways.”

“She’s your sister. You’re concerned about me, someone who’s basically a stranger, but you’re not worried about Barbara’s safety?”

“Linda had a few drinks tonight. She can’t drive. She’s sending her family’s driver to pick me up.”

“Harold, just go home. You’ve had a long day. Get some rest.”

But Harold wasn’t budging.

Ethan was still standing there too.

If Harold left now, it would just mean giving Ethan the chance to step in.

“I’ll just wait here with you until your driver comes. We’re headed the same way anyway.”

Ethan didn’t move either.

The bodyguards from both families stood around, glancing at each other, not saying a word.

So there they all were, a dozen men hanging around with Isabella until the White family’s driver finally showed up. Only then did everyone start to leave.

Harold still insisted on following Linda’s car all the way to the huge villa where Isabella was staying now.

He waited until Isabella went inside before turning the car around to head home.

Ethan didn’t follow as closely. He knew if he stayed on her tail, Harold would never leave.

He told his driver to take it slow, arriving at Isabella’s place a full ten minutes later.

Ethan listened to Susan’s messages, standing at the villa gate for a long time before finally turning and walking home.

Susan was right.

When the lights went on in the big villa next door, Isabella knew her ex-husband was back.

She left the balcony and went back inside.

Ethan’s messages sat on her phone, read but unanswered.

The night was quiet.

Isabella slept well. Not everyone did.

Natalie, for one.

She’d gone to bed a little after ten, drifted off, then woke up from a bad dream.

She checked her phone. Only an hour had passed.