Chapter 170

I jolted awake, drenched in cold sweat, gasping for breath before slumping back into the airplane seat, still shaken. That damn nightmare again—my messed-up past life just wouldn’t leave me alone. Instinctively, I placed a hand on my flat stomach. A chill spread through me, and the guilt hit like a wave. I let out a bitter laugh, trying to pull myself together. “Isabella Carter, it’s over now. Let it go.” This time, Jordan Bryant didn’t die because of me. I still had a shot at making things right. As for the baby... I shut my eyes, heart heavy. Some things just weren’t meant to be. One thing’s for sure, I wasn’t going to be a mom again. The plane landed at five. Maybe I caught a chill in the air—they keep those cabins freezing. I couldn’t stop sneezing, but there was no time to waste. I grabbed my suitcase and rushed straight to Jordan's company. I arrived just on time. They showed me to a meeting room. I waited. And waited. Nearly an hour passed before anyone even showed up. Then fina