Chapter 302 A Curse
The moment Isabella heard Victoria's groan, her phone slipped from her grasp and clattered onto the floor. She was consumed by a bitter jealousy, a question gnawing at her mind: what made Victoria so special that Alexander would treat her with such care? Why was it that he would not lay a finger on her, yet his eyes always sought Victoria?
The fear only intensified when her mother, Naomi, delivered a chilling piece of news. "Bella, if things don't work out, just let go. The Harrington family has started to mention Alexander's wife at their gatherings. It seems they're planning to make it public.""What?" Isabella's voice was a mere whisper, the shock rendering her speechless.Naomi paused, then added, "I received an invitation." She retreated to her room, only to return moments later with the invitation in hand. "They say only a hundred were sent out throughout the city," she continued, her voice filled with a strange mix of pride and apprehension."Did the Harrington family invite us to their banquet?" Isabella asked, her eyes wide with disbelief."See for yourself what kind of banquet it is," Naomi replied, a hint of bitterness in her voice.With trembling hands, Isabella unfolded the invitation, her heart pounding with anticipation. But as her eyes scanned the words, her excitement turned into shock. She froze, the invitation slipping from her fingers."The birthday banquet for Victoria, Alexander's wife," Naomi read aloud, her voice echoing in the silent room.Isabella sank onto the edge of the bed, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and despair. What did this invitation mean? Were the Harringtons really planning to reveal Victoria's identity? What made Victoria so special? And how could the Harringtons, known for their cunning and shrewdness, make such a foolish decision?"No, I have to stop them," Isabella declared, her fists clenched tightly, her gaze fixed on the floor."And how do you plan to do that? The Harringtons look down on us," Naomi reminded her, her voice filled with resignation."Why should they? Even if you were a mistress, what does that have to do with me?" Isabella retorted, her voice rising in anger.Naomi fell silent, taken aback by Isabella's outburst. She hadn't expected her to say those words. Seeing the desperation in Isabella's eyes, she moved to sit beside her. "Bella, you need to think this through. You must ensure that Victoria can never turn things around."A sense of relief washed over Isabella at her mother's words. She needed Naomi's help.---The rain had finally ceased by the early hours of the next morning. The late September air was crisp and cool. Their small apartment was peaceful, bathed in the soft morning light.When Victoria awoke, she found herself alone in the bed, a bouquet of vibrant red roses her only company. At first, she thought she was dreaming. But as she reached out to touch the petals, the cool sensation confirmed their reality. She was puzzled - how could there be roses so early in the morning?Sitting up, she cradled the roses in her arms and discovered a card nestled among the blooms. "Good morning, Mrs. Harrington." The message was simple, but it was enough to send her heart racing. She flipped the card over to find Alexander's name written on the back.The sight of his name felt like a brand searing into her heart, causing a dull ache. Yet, the sweet fragrance of the roses soon enveloped her, offering a small comfort. Alexander hadn't forced her last night. She wasn't sure if it was because her cries had irritated him or if he had finally shown her some mercy.She thought she heard a sigh escape his lips, a sound that seemed to carry a hint of indulgence. But she quickly dismissed the thought. Alexander would never indulge her. His thoughts were a mystery to her."Are you awake?" Alexander's voice broke through her thoughts.Startled, Victoria turned towards the door to find Alexander standing there, dressed in a crisp white shirt. His gaze was intense, filled with...She shook her head, dismissing the thought. It couldn't be indulgence.
Just then, the doorbell rang. Alexander's gaze shifted away from her as he said, "I'll go answer the door."
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