After I Stopped Loving Him (Isabella and Ethan) novel Chapter 828

Isabella looked at him, her mouth opening as if she wanted to say something, but the words just wouldn’t come.

In her previous life, she hardly ever spoke to Harold. All she really knew was that his reputation was spotless. Plenty of girls tried to get close to him, but he never said yes to any of them. When she died, both Harold and Jesse were still single, and there were never any whispers about either of them being interested in anyone.

Because Harold and Jesse were always together, heading out for dinner, having drinks, traveling around, and always turning everyone down, people started to gossip. Some even said they were secretly a couple. That was the rumor going around—maybe that was why they never dated anyone.

Isabella remembered those rumors.

Back when things were still good between her and Ethan, she’d actually asked him in private if his two best friends were together. Ethan immediately scolded her for being ridiculous and swore up and down his friends weren’t like that. She’d tried to bring up the rumors, but Ethan was adamant—Harold and Jesse were just really close, nothing more. He even joked that if they were actually into guys, he wouldn’t dare hang out with them, especially since he was considered one of the city’s best-looking men.

After coming back to life and finding out Jesse liked Laura, Isabella finally believed Ethan had been telling the truth all along. Harold and Jesse were just great friends, nothing else. The only thing that really caught her off guard was that Harold liked her.

Maybe the reason Harold never married in her past life was because of her, but that didn’t make sense. They’d barely interacted, and back then, she was always fighting with Natalie, doing anything she could to get Ethan’s attention. To them, she must have just seemed dramatic, always causing trouble.

Why would Harold ever have feelings for someone like that?

“Harold, you’re such a good guy,” Isabella murmured.

His expression softened. “Thank you. I’ll do even better.”

She could tell he was trying so hard, but she didn’t love him yet. That meant he still had more to do, more ways to show her how much he cared. He was determined to keep trying, to be even better, hoping she’d fall for him soon.

She’d only heard about it from Barbara. Even Linda had told her that Harold was the type to give everything but never push, never make her feel pressured, always treating her with real respect. Not like Ethan, who never seemed to understand boundaries, who’d get angry, hurt her, then apologize later as if that made it all okay.

Linda had once told her that if she couldn’t marry into the White family, she should pick Harold. She insisted Isabella would only be happy with him.

Even now, Linda still tried to convince her to give her brothers a chance. Douglas already liked someone, but the other brothers were still single. If Isabella ever wanted to meet them, Linda could have them all show up at a moment’s notice just for her to choose from.

The whole thing kind of freaked Isabella out. Linda was so set on bringing her into the White family. She’d invited Isabella over for dinner so many times, but Isabella always said she was busy, politely turning her down.

“It’s fine,” Harold said. “I used to work late all the time. You’re a boss now too, so I know you get it.”