Isabel didn't mince her words.
"You brought Harold's enemies here because you wanted to kill Kate Caldwell and their child. You just never expected that for all his philandering, Harold truly loved Kate. That's what drove you mad with jealousy."
"Shut up!" Catherine lunged forward, but Adrian immediately stepped in front of Isabel.
Catherine never reached her, as Leon Langley grabbed her arm.
"I'm sorry," he said, looking at Isabel. "She gets triggered whenever that name is mentioned."
Isabel replied, "You're not the one who should be apologizing."
"I will never apologize to you," Catherine hissed, her eyes red with fury, looking as if she wanted to tear Isabel apart.
Isabel just smiled, unconcerned.
Adrian, however, said, "You treat her like this when I'm here. What did you do all those years I was away?"
Catherine suddenly went quiet.
Her younger brother was truly terrifying.
When he lost his temper, he spared no one.
She hadn't realized how much he cared about Isabel before, but it had become very clear recently, and she had already toned down her behavior considerably.
If Isabel hadn't insisted on bringing up Harold, she wouldn't have reacted so strongly.
"I won't forget this, Catherine. I won't be calling you my sister anymore. You made your bed, now you have to lie in it. If you can't go back to your career, then stay home and take care of your son and husband. If you don't know how, learn. If you don't want to, get a divorce."
"I happen to have experience with that."
Leon started to apologize again, but Adrian stopped him with a raised hand. "Isabel is right. You shouldn't be the one apologizing. Whoever is at fault should take responsibility. It's fine for you to protect your wife, but an apology is only sincere when it comes from the person themselves."
Adrian was truly different now.
Setting aside what he had been doing for the past six years, it was now undeniable that he cared for Isabel and would protect her.
After a scene like that, there was no way the Blackwells would be eating at the same table. Everyone began to disperse.
Adrian chased after them. "Your route back to the research institute passes Halcyon Hills Residence. Give me a ride."
Isabel refused. "There's no room. And I have important materials in the car. It's not convenient."
"Dad, there really isn't any space," Oliver said as he opened the car door and climbed in. "There's only a little spot for me. The passenger seat is for Mom's bag."
"I can hold your bag for you."
Adrian kept his eyes on Isabel. She said coolly, "Haven't you had enough of lying in bed?"
"I've had enough of lying there alone."
Isabel was rendered speechless by his comment.
She scoffed. "We're in a cooling-off period. You'd better stick to your word. If you back out when the time is up, I'll make sure you spend the rest of your life in bed, unable to even speak."

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