Fated Marriage Spoiled by My Ice Billionaire novel Chapter 108

Damian had never thought much of it before, but as time went on, more and more incidents pointed to Aurora's behavior becoming pathological.

Isabelle stood to the side, packing the thermal containers into a bag, paying no mind to the pointless argument.

"Ashley, don't go too far!" Aurora said, emboldened by Damian' intervention.

"Me? You're the one with issues—not with your heart, but with your head," Ashley retorted, dropping all pretense.

"What right do you have to judge me? When Dami was injured, you hid overseas for two years, letting him pull through alone, and now you have the nerve to come back and try to win him over..." Aurora shot back, unwilling to back down.

"I wasn't hiding! I never got the messages..." Ashley's gaze shifted to Damian, hoping for his support.

But he offered no response, simply refilling a water glass with water.

Aurora yelled, "Ashley, if I were you, I'd disappear and save myself the humiliation!"

"I don't expect Damian to forgive me, but a decent man wouldn't touch someone like you with a ten-foot pole!" Ashley fired back.

The two women argued back and forth.

Damian finished clearing the table and walked out without a word.

The argument died abruptly.

He looks so pitiful. Isabelle's eyes turned cold as she shot Aurora a contemptuous glare. "Idiot!"

Aurora was startled by Isabelle's look and instinctively clutched her chest.

Ashley snorted in disdain and hurried after Damian.

Isabelle had no desire to stay either. She picked up the thermal containers and the coat he'd left behind and walked out.

Aurora gritted her teeth, her hands clenched into tight fists.

She had wanted to pick them off one by one, but it seemed she was no match for any of them.

Outside the inpatient building, by the roadside, Brian rushed over. He had only exchanged a few words with Damian when Ashley caught up.

Damian ignored her, continuing to give Brian instructions until Brian left.

Once Brian was gone, Ashley stepped in front of Damian, blocking his path.

Her eyes were full of hurt as she looked at the man who had once adored her. Now, his eyes held no light, not even a flicker of emotion.

"Can you please just hear me out?" Ashley asked, her voice humble.

He said nothing, his cold gaze fixed on her.

Tentatively, Ashley reached out to take his hand.

Damian pulled back, shoving both hands into his pockets, waiting for her to speak with clear impatience.

He didn't say anything. He flicked the cigarette butt away, took the coat, and put it on.

"Should I drive?" Isabelle asked.

"Yeah."

She got out, walked around the front of the car, and got into the driver's seat.

Damian had already shifted from the driver's seat to the passenger side.

Isabelle glanced at him. He couldn't be bothered to take an extra step.

Once seated, she felt a wave of nervousness. She'd never driven this car before. Her eyes scanned the controls, her fingers tapping lightly on the steering wheel. She bit her lip, trying to figure out how to start it.

Before she could, a hand with well-defined fingers entered her field of vision.

Damian took her right hand, carefully examining the ring on her ring finger. Then his gaze shifted to her neck.

She was wearing a turtleneck, so the necklace wasn't visible. But he remembered clearly—it was the necklace with the ring he had given her. She had taken it off the chain and was wearing it.

When did she put it on?

His hand was cold, probably from the wind outside.

Blushing, Isabelle pulled her hand back. "Seatbelt," she reminded him, then started the car.