Cheated Once Cherished Forever: The Billionaire's Bride novel Chapter 163

Isabella could hear from Theodore's tone that he had returned to normal, and her nerves finally settled. However, thinking about it carefully, she realized something was off.

She observed Theodore's expression and asked, "You know everything?"

Theodore nodded and said, "I have eyes and ears inside the residence."

He pinched her reddened ear. It was clearly not their first kiss, yet she blushed to the tips of her ears every time. She was truly dangerously cute.

Theodore had to turn his gaze elsewhere, afraid he would lose control right there.

That was when he noticed something in his peripheral vision. His eyes darkened, but he remained silent. Instead, he bent down and swept Isabella up into his arms. Despite Isabella's startled cry, he walked toward the house.

"Theodore, put me down. So many people are watching!"

Theodore's tone was domineering. "So what if they're watching? Can't I carry my own wife?"

Isabella's cheeks burned. She tightly gripped the lapels of Theodore's suit, burying her face in his warm chest. She didn't dare look up.

She knew that half the people in the house were elders. Her upbringing made it impossible for her to be so presumptuous in front of the elderly.

Isabella asked in a whisper, "Where are you carrying me? Put me down. I can walk by myself…"

Theodore said in a serious tone, "I just want everyone to be clear about how much weight you hold in my heart."

Watching the retreating figures of the two, Alexander finally walked out from the bushes behind them, his eyes red. The scene of Theodore kissing Isabella affectionately just now kept replaying in his mind.

Before, he thought he could just disregard such things. After all, he was prepared to wait for Isabella to leave Theodore. He was also confident that she would fall in love with him again one day.

But just now, when Theodore kissed her, her face clearly showed that she was in love with him. He had never seen that side of Isabella, not even in the past.

Had Isabella… really fallen in love with Theodore?

Alexander stood rooted to the spot. The evening breeze blew past the flowers, carrying a few crushed petals to his shoulder, but he was completely unaware. His fingernails dug deeply into his palms, but the stinging pain could not pull him away from that heart-wrenching image.

Alexander himself did not know that his hands were trembling when he unlocked his phone to read the message.

"Hello, Mr. Sinclair. Could I trouble you to check if I left my fountain pen at your house?"

It was clearly just two simple sentences, yet Alexander's heartbeat kept accelerating. He typed a reply, deleted it, typed it again, and deleted it again. He simply could not send it out.

Finally, Layla sent another message. "Is something wrong? I see you've been typing for a while. If it's inconvenient, then forget it."

Alexander quickly replied. "It isn't."

Layla only replied with a smiley face emoji.

Alexander replied quickly. "I'll look for it for you. When are you returning to the country? I'll bring it to you when I find it."

The two of them just chatted casually for a bit. When he put away his phone, Alexander suddenly realized that his depressed mood from earlier had improved. At this moment, the image in his mind was no longer the scene of Isabella and Theodore kissing sweetly.