“Everyone in Costaland City knows our marriage is rocky. It’s no secret you have a thing for Isabella; otherwise, you wouldn’t have brought her to Grandma’s birthday today,” Florence retorted, her tone dripping with sarcasm.
Albert frowned at her retort, struggling to find a comeback. He mused, “When did she become so sharp–tongued?”
“Just come home with me!” he insisted, his voice leaving no room for argument.
This time, Florence didn’t resist. She
climbed into Albert’s car, and the ride was steeped in silence.
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instead to stare out the window, lost in her own thoughts.
Albert glanced at her profile, her cold and distant demeanor unsettling him.
He opened his mouth to break the silence, but just then, his secretary, Logan Perez, interjected, “Mr. Morris, that woman up
ahead looks like Ms. Brown.”
Albert turned to look out the window and spotted Isabella trudging along the sidewalk, drenched in the pouring rain. Her slender figure appeared even more fragile in the downpour.
“Stop the car!” he commanded.
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Logan to grab an umbrella and hurried toward Isabella.
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Florence had never seen him so flustered;
it seemed that only Isabella could stir
such concern in him.
In her past life, she had been unable to stand it, consistently clashing with Isabella while desperately trying to win back Albert’s affection.
Now, watching this scene unfold, she felt completely indifferent.
Soon, Isabella appeared wrapped in Albert’s coat, nestled in his embrace as they returned.
A triumphant smile played on her lips
as she gently fixed her gaze on Florence.
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Morris, it’s really coming down out here, and I just can’t catch a cab. Albert is kind enough to give me a ride. You don’t mind, do you?”
Sensing the subtle provocation in
Isabella’s eyes, Florence replied coolly, “If I said I minded, would that stop you from getting into the car, Ms. Brown?”
Just like that, Albert’s temper flared. “Florence, have you no compassion? It’s bucketing down! Do you really want Isabella to walk home in this weather?”
Isabella bit her lip, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “Albert, please don’t fight with Mrs. Morris on my account. If she doesn’t want to give me a ride, I’m happy to walk home by myself.”
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appear more cold–hearted. “This is
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Florence looked firmly into Albert’s eyes,
her tone serious. “What if I told you
that
there’s only room for one person in the car with me and Isabella?”
Albert frowned, a confused expression crossing his face. “Florence, what on earth are you talking about?”
“Mr. Morris, I’m sorry. I’ll get out right now,” Isabella said hastily.
“Stay put.” Albert grabbed Isabella’s arm, then turned his icy gaze back to Florence. “If you really want to leave the car, I’ll gladly support your decision.”
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Florence mused, “As expected, he
wouldn’t let Isabella stand in the rain.”
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Florence smirked, snatching the umbrella from the driver’s hands, and stepped
out into the torrential downpour with determination.
Albert sat momentarily stunned as he watched Florence walk away into the rain.
His heart gave a strange twist.
He had thought she was only putting on an act to get at Isabella, but he was taken aback when she actually followed through.
“Mr. Morris, maybe I should just get out. I don’t want to cause any trouble between you and Florence,” Isabella said.
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then let her have her fun!”
Albert dismissed her and turned his
attention back to the driver. “Drive.”
Isabella adjusted the coat draped over her shoulders, her smugness flickering for just a moment.
Meanwhile, Florence braved the rain with the umbrella, and a sleek black Rolls–Royce glided to a stop in front of her. The window slid down, revealing Charles with his strikingly handsome face.
“Ms. Brooks, it’s really coming down out here. Can I offer you a ride?” he asked.
Florence didn’t hesitate–given the downpour, hailing a taxi wouldn’t be easy. “That would be great, Mr. Foster. Thank
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As she settled into the passenger seat, the rain cascaded down her hair and dripped onto her collarbone, adding an alluring
touch to her demeanor.
Charles swallowed hard, straightening in his seat. “I thought you were in Albert’s car. Shouldn’t you be dry by now?”
“He went to drop off Isabella,” Florence replied flatly, devoid of any emotion.
“Mrs. Morris, how incredibly generous of you,” Charles remarked, a hint of surprise crossing his features at her unreadable expression.
Florence shrugged casually. “It’s just two problems gone. It’ll give me a chance to
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Charles wore a slight smile. “Mrs. Morris, you really have a big heart.”
Half an hour later, Charles pulled up in
front of Florence’s home.
By then, the rain had turned into a torrential downpour.
“The rain doesn’t show any signs of letting up, and driving could be a bit dangerous. If you don’t mind, Mr. Foster, why not come in for a cup of coffee at my place?” Florence suggested, considering Charles had personally taken her home after agreeing to invest five billion in her.
Charles smiled, “I’d be happy to.”
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Twenty minutes later, the rain eased up, and Albert returned after dropping
Isabella off.
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“What’s going on here?” he demanded, his eyes narrowing as he took in the sight of Florence and Charles laughing and enjoying coffee in the living room.
It felt like a knife to his heart.
“Why is Charles here?” Albert mused.
Florence smiled brightly at Charles, a warmth in her expression that he had never seen directed toward him.
Noticing Albert’s fury, Florence feigned innocence. “Charles and I are discussing business. Is that a problem?”
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such an unstable husband,” Charles chimed in, openly mocking Albert.
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The anger bubbling in Albert was intense, and he felt like he might explode.
“Florence, how could you let another man into our home without my permission? Where’s your sense of propriety?”
The last question nearly made Florence laugh out loud.
She stared at Albert with a blank
expression. “And isn’t it true that you’ve brought other women into our home without asking me? Where’s your sense of marital duty?”
Charles couldn’t help but chuckle at her
boldness, and Albert felt as if someone
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Charles stood up from the sofa. “The rain has stopped. I should be heading out. Let’s exchange WhatsApp so we can stay in touch.”
“That works for me,” Florence replied, completely ignoring the furious Albert as she and Charles exchanged contact information.
As Charles left, he didn’t even glance in Albert’s direction.
“Florence, is it too much to ask that you don’t flirt with other men right in front of your husband?” Albert erupted once Charles was gone, frustration boiling over.
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Florence like a tempest ready to unleash
its fury.
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