Chapter 189 A Plan to Escape

It was already September, and the night air carried a sharp chill. Yet Isabella pressed her face stubbornly against the car window, staring out as if oblivious to the cold. She didn't move a muscle, careful not to draw Alexander's attention. The past few days had been overcast, the sky so heavy with clouds that not a single star showed. It mirrored the weight pressing on her chest—confused, suffocating, and inescapable. Where was Theodore right now? Was he really with that other woman, just like Alexander had said? No, that couldn't be true! She shut the thought down as quickly as it appeared. She knew all too well how insecure she was. She feared losing what she cherished. But Theodore had always showered her with love, making her believe that she could hold on to it. Even if he were to pull back, he would have at least let her know, not leave her in the dark, forced to guess and suffer through endless nights. A sudden thud behind her shattered the silence, sharp and unexpected.