After I Stopped Loving Him (Isabella and Ethan) novel Chapter 93

Forget it. He wasn’t going to argue with her. No point in lowering himself to that level.

Ethan set his phone down on the coffee table and sank back into the couch, letting his head fall against the cushions. He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. The medicine was already making him sleepy, and honestly, all he wanted was to rest. The doctor had told him that if he just slept it off, his fever would go down soon enough.

Once the fever was gone, things would be fine. This was probably just from drinking too much and then catching a chill by the sea. With this weather, it was easy to get sick from the ocean breeze.

He wondered if Isabella had felt hurt when she saw her things tossed out. Did she care? Why didn’t she call him? Not even a message or a ring at the door to ask what was going on.

If she’d just called, acted a little softer, maybe apologized, he would have let her come back in. He never really meant to kick her out.

But she didn’t say a word. No call. No doorbell. She just dragged her suitcase away without looking back.

So, she wanted to act tough? Fine. He’d like to see how long she could keep this up.

Ethan picked up his phone again and called Frank. When Frank answered, Ethan asked, “How many people did Isabella borrow from you?”

Frank replied, “Quite a few. All new faces we just signed. The company hasn’t given them any projects yet, and Isabella said she only wanted newcomers.”

“She said the director isn’t famous, so hiring new talent keeps costs down. It saves a lot on the budget.”

For these new actors, waiting around for the company to notice them was pointless. Shooting a short series was better than nothing. When they heard Mrs. Adams was behind the project, they were actually excited to join in. They were still under contract with The Adams Entertainment anyway.

If Mrs. Adams produced a series, The Adams Group would have to give it some support. And if the series blew up, those new actors might finally get noticed. When they went back to the company after that, maybe they’d finally get some good roles and start to get popular.

“Call her Isabella,” Ethan corrected him, his voice hard. “She’s my wife.”

He might be angry at Isabella, might want to make things difficult for her, but only he was allowed to do that. No one else could treat her badly.

Frank quickly changed his tone. “Got it.”

“My business with Isabella isn’t your concern,” Ethan said. “Just do what I asked.”

Isabella might ignore him, she might ignore Natalie too, but there was no way she’d give up her career. She was determined to break into the short-form series world. She was still planning to open that bookstore too, though the renovations would take a while. Her series, on the other hand, could be ready to start filming soon.