Returning with Triple Treasures: My CEO Husband Is Obsessed novel Chapter 123

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Chapter 123 A Ring and a Promise

Chapter 123 A Ring and a Promise

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“And next time you’re finished with work, just text me. Even if I’m in a meeting, go ahead and call.”

Before Isabella could form a response, Xavier continued, one thought spilling into the next.

His tone was cool as ever, yet it carried an unfamiliar hint of indulgence… maybe even affection?

The idea threw her off balance for a second. Since when did she associate words like those with

Xavier?

Before she could gather her thoughts, the line went dead.

Just then, Sander returned.

Noticing the phone still in her hand, a faint understanding flickered in his eyes. “Checking in. was he?”

He always was perceptive. Isabella offered a slight, noncommittal smile.

At that moment, Jason, who had been quietly coloring beside her, suddenly slid off his chair. He hurried over to Sander, grabbed his hand, and began pulling him insistently toward the exit.

It was completely out of character.

“Jason, honey, no,” Isabella said, scooping him up. “We don’t pull people like that.”

She assumed he just wanted Sander to play. But Jason had never been so forward with someone he barely knew, and he’d certainly never acted out this way

Looking up at her, Jason’s eyes welled up, tunning glassy with unshed tears

Now genuinely concerned, Isabella carried him back to the booth, settling him beside her “Hey, sweetie, don’t cry What’s the matter? Can you tell Mommy

Her gentle question seemed to make it worse Jason burted his Lace in this crook of her neck his warm, shaky breaths soft against her skin

Isabella could feel the depth of his distress She rubbed hits back soothingly and glanced acress

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the table at Sander.

A quiet suspicion settled in her gut–Sander was somehow at the root of this.

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But Sander remained composed. He stood, walked over to their side of the booth, and pulled a small velvet ring box from his jacket pocket. Then, he lowered himself to one knee.

“Isabella, I know today is just Valentine’s Day, and I know you need time. But this isn’t just a gift. It’s a promise–my promise to wait for you, for as long as it takes.”

Caught off guard, Isabella stiffened. She had thought after her clear refusal last time, even if he hadn’t given up, he wouldn’t be this direct again…

“Sander, I meant what I said before. If you keep pushing this, I don’t think we can keep spending time together.”

He acted as if he hadn’t heard. He opened the box and set it on the table beside her hand.

Inside lay a breathtaking diamond ring. The central aquamarine stone, the color of a clear tropical sea, symbolized a pure, hopeful dream.

He’d had it designed the week he and Isabella reconnected.

Isabella didn’t even look at it. She adjusted Jason in her arms and moved to stand.

“I have my own reasons for doing this, of course,” Sander said, his voice steady. “But I’m also doing it for Jason.”

Her steps faltered.

“The reason Jason got so excited earlier, and why he’s so upset now, is that he’s longing for a father. I’ve promised him I would be that for him, if you’d let me.”

“Mmph! Mmph!” Jason suddenly stirred in her arms, struggling slightly

Isabella set him down on his feet. Immediately, he grabbed her hand, his small inger trachiga single, deliberate word onto her palm.

“DAD”

Her breath caught. Sander took a careful step closer.

“Isabella, with the situation between Whitman Properties and Moore Group now my placement at the therapy center is ending I’ll have to leave soon

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“I’ve been working with Jason from the start. His evaluations show remarkable progress. I don’t want to abandon him, and I don’t think he wants that either.”

Looking down at Jason’s flushed, earnest face. Isabella felt a wave of helpless confusion. Was her son really hoping she would choose Sander?

It was true–lately, Jason had been expressing more emotions than ever before. Child psychologists had always said that fostering his desire to communicate was key to unlocking his voice. This sudden, intense reaction was both alarming and significant.

“Isabella,” Sander pressed gently, “if you’re hesitant to leave my cousin, isn’t a big part of that because you worry about Jason’s stability? I give you my word, I will keep you both safe. You wouldn’t have to live under Xavier’s shadow anymore…”

As he spoke, he reached for her hand. Isabella pulled back instantly. In a flash, Jason darted in front of her and lunged headfirst at Sander.

Sander caught him around the middle, but a sharp, pained grunt escaped him the next second.

Jason had sunk his teeth into the back of Sander’s hand and wasn’t letting go.

“Jason, no!” Alarmed, Isabella pried him away, but a distinct, angry red mark–skin nearly broken–was already visible on Sander’s hand.

“Jason Carter!”

She quickly knelt, turning Jason to face her. Seeing his tear–filled eyes and the faint smudge of blood at the corner of his mouth, her anger melted into worried frustration. She wiped his mouth gently with a napkin.

“Since when do you bite people?”

She intended to scold him properly for such extreme behavior, but as his little lashes fluttered and huge tears rolled silently down his cheeks, her resolve softened again.

“Please, don’t be too hard on him.” Sander’s voice came from behind her, still calm and forgiving. “He was overwhelmed for a moment. This… This actually gets to the core of what he’s dealing with. For a child his age, he carries so much emotional weight. He bottles up too much around you, afraid to upset you. That suppression is what’s holding his voice back.”