The Returning Ex

Pursing her lips, Isabelle pondered on it for a moment and said, “Actually, we still can rely on Uncle Ernest.”

Old Mr. Bailey laughed at her words. “It’s not that I look down on Ernest, but he’s really an incompetent man. I’ve worked with him for many years now, so I know that he’s incapable of leading the company. Without your grandpa and me, the company would have gone bankrupt a long time ago.”

Her father had engaged in countless business negotiations before, so his persuasion skills were excellent. Hence, it was improbable that Isabelle could win the argument with him. Knowing this full well, she decided to keep her mouth shut.

Understanding that this was unfair to his daughter, he said, “When you’re able to make our company thrive again, you can do whatever you want by then. Belle, sometimes, we have to make sacrifices for the common cause. Moreover, it’s not really a sacrifice for you. You still love John, don’t you?”

Isabelle was rendered speechless by her father’s irrationality, so she pressed her lips together without responding to him.

Knackered as well, her father said, “I hope you’ll take my words seriously. You have to learn to accept your fate.” Upon finishing his words, he turned to leave.

Seeing that no one was in the corridor, she snuck out of the room and

was asleep with a photo album in her arms. Traces of tears

arms, Isabelle put it down on the bedside table and stared at her mother

didn’t think that anyone would be moving around the corridor in the middle of the

stopped in her tracks not far from

even consoled his

bit and returned to her own room. Clenching her phone, she was hesitating whether she should tell John about it. However, thinking of

send the message. Putting down her phone, she slumped into the bed and

her life was starting

in shock. Since the room