Cheated Once Cherished Forever: The Billionaire's Bride novel Chapter 103

Seeing Isabella ask so cautiously stirred a mix of emotions in Alexander. It could only mean she was beginning to care about Theodore.

"I don't know," Alexander replied.

Noticing the disappointment on Isabella's face, he added quickly, "I heard they once saved each other's lives. Something happened during the three years my uncle spent abroad, and it was Queenie who pulled him through.

"We all thought Uncle Theo would marry her. None of us imagined he'd end up with you."

He let out a self-deprecating chuckle as he spoke.

Isabella lowered her gaze and murmured, "So, they saved each other's lives…"

Alexander caught every subtle shift in her expression. His throat tightened before he said, "But that's all in the past. Since Uncle Theo has married you, he won't get involved with anyone else. Not if you two are really together because of… love."

As the word "love" slipped out, a sharp pang hit his chest.

"Isabella, you—"

Before he could finish, Queenie's voice interrupted him. "Well, well, if it isn't Ms. Moore. What are you doing here?"

Alexander and Isabella lifted their heads in unison. Neither had noticed when Queenie had appeared in the doorway of Alexander's ward.

Queenie wore a hospital gown, yet her face was fully made up. She possessed a beauty that was impossible to resist.

Right then, Isabella rose to greet her, "Mr. Sinclair is my boss. And since he got hurt saving me, it's only right that I come see him."

"Is that so?" Queenie retorted.

She strolled to the couch and sat down, a mysterious smile playing on her lips. Her gaze flicked between Isabella and Alexander as though she had uncovered their secret.

"Yes," she admitted, making no attempt to hide it. "So what? Ms. Klein, Mr. Sinclair and I dated openly, and later, we broke up. Now, I'm married to Theodore, just as legitimately. So, tell me, how did that become something shameful in your version of the story?"

Queenie replied, "But Alexander is Theodore's nephew. Ms. Moore, aren't you worried that people will talk? First, you dated the nephew; then, you married the uncle."

"I'm not afraid. Are you? Oh… I see now. I heard you and my husband used to be quite close. Did it never work out because you were too worried about gossip?"

"How dare you?" Queenie's face turned red with anger as she glared at Isabella.

Seeing her temper flare up lifted Isabella's spirits. She added, "In that case, I really ought to thank you. Otherwise, how would I have had the chance to marry Theodore?"

"Don't bother thanking me!" Queenie snarled.

Isabella fixed her gaze on her. In the next instant, Queenie's lips curled into a cold smile as she said, "Just give him back to me."