His Ruthless Redemption (Isabella and Dominic) novel Chapter 250

Chapter 250

Isabella’s POV

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I stared at Alessia as though I had never seen her before.

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The warehouse seemed to disappear around me. The ropes biting into my wrists, the cold concrete beneath my feet, even Luca lying unconscious a few feet away faded into the background.

There was only her. Only the woman standing before me wearing the face of someone I’d spent years believing was merely manipulative.

But no. Manipulative didn’t even begin to describe her.

She had just admitted to orchestrating the chain of events that had led to Aspen’s death. She had admitted to faking ever being pregnant and then misscarrying said fake baby.

She had admitted it so casually that it almost sounded like she’d been talking about the weather.

And somehow, she still wasn’t finished.

My voice came out hoarse.

I swallowed almost painfully as I asked hoarsely, “So there was never a baby?”

Alessia looked almost offended that I’d needed to ask twice. She rolled her eyes dramatically. “Well, obviously.”

I continued staring at her, unable to process what I was hearing.

“No child. No miscarriage. No depression. No suicide attempt. None of it was ever real.” She actually laughed.

A chill crept slowly through my body.

“But…”

I remembered the doctor’s reports, the hospital visits Dominic went with her to. Her carefully protected stomach. The growing baby bump.

I frowned. “The reports, the appointments, the bump were all fake?”

She gave me a theatrical little bow. “Thank you. I worked very hard.”

I felt sick. “How?”

“Oh, Isabella.” She sighed as though explaining something painfully simple to a child. “Money buys cooperation. And silicone buys curves.”

She gestured casually towards her own stomach.

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“The rest was acting.” Her smile widened proudly. “And apparently, I’m exceptionally good at it.”

My stomach churned violently.

Poor Dominic. He had mourned that baby. He had blamed himself. All for nothing.

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“But why?” The question escaped before I could stop it. “Why would you do something so…. monstrous?”

Her expression shifted immediately. As though the answer should have been obvious. “For Dominic.” She said his name almost reverently.

“I realized something a long time ago.” She began pacing slowly in front of me.

“You.” She pointed directly at me. “Were tied to him forever because of Mateo.”

I instinctively looked towards my unconscious son. My heart squeezed painfully.

“So I thought, if a child worked for you…” She tapped her own chest. “…why wouldn’t it work for me?”

I stared at her in disbelief. “So you invented one.”

“Exactly.” She sounded pleased that I’d finally caught up. “I knew Dominic would never willingly sleep with me. But I also knew the kind of man he was. He would never abandón a child. So I simply gave him one.”

The sheer coldness of her logic made my skin crawl. “You are insane.”

She ignored me. “My original plan was much cleaner.” Her voice hardened. “I wanted Dominic to discover that you’d somehow caused me to lose the baby.”

“He should’ve hated you for it. He should never have looked at you the same way ever again. But you ruined

it.”

“I ruined it?”

“You.” She jabbed a finger toward me.

“You kept asking questions. You kept digging. You just wouldn’t leave things alone.” Frustration flashed openly across her face now. “So I had to hurry things along and make the misscarriage happen before you exposed me. It didn’t give me enough time to plant the idea of you being jealous enough of me that you would try to kill my baby in his head. I tried anyway but…” Her lips curled with resentment. “…Dominic practically worships you. He refused to believe my accusations.”

The hatred in her voice made my blood run cold. “You know what the worst part is?” She took another step closer. “He looks at you as though you’re some sort of saint. As though you can do absolutely no wrong.”

She laughed harshly.

“You. A nobody. A woman who had absolutely nothing to offer him. You somehow managed to become the center of his entire world.”

Her breathing had become uneven as she paced almost aggressively now, seemingly lost in her own world,

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talking more to herself than me. “I gave him everything. My name. My family. My connections. My loyalty. And he still…” She looked at me with naked fury. “…always chose you.”

Something inside me settled, not fear but understanding. This had never been about love.

This was obsession.

The terrifying, all–consuming kind that slowly destroyed everything around it, including the person feeling it.

Her eyes burned into mine. “Do you know how much I’ve done because of you?”

She didn’t wait for an answer.

“I arranged that explosion years ago.”

The words struck me like lightning.

“What?”

“I thought that would finally be the end of you.”

My heart stopped.

She smiled. “I was so disappointed when I found out you’d survived.”

I couldn’t breathe.

She had been behind it all those years ago. The explosion I had blamed on Dominic. The reasons I’d stayed away. The reason I’d hated him and hated myself even more for still wanting him after everything.

Dear God. I suddenly felt like throwing up. I didn’t think I could stomach listening to her anymore. But she clearly wasn’t done talking, not by a long shot.

She laughed bitterly. “But like the leech that you are, you came back. With Mateo. With even more reasons for Dominic to love you.”

She shook her head in disbelief. “You just never knew when to stay dead.”

My hands trembled violently against the ropes. She wasn’t simply dangerous. She was completely detached from reality. She genuinely believed every crime she’d committed had been justified.

“And then,” She smiled again. “I had to make myself useful elsewhere. To find another way to get rid of you.”

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