Chapter 42

Isabella finally remembered what Old Mrs. Marson and Nora had just talked about. She blurted out, "I didn't hurt Desmond! We were walking down the street together. That car swerved straight at me—he pushed me away!" That's why he got hit. And now, he was still in critical condition, no one knew if he'd make it. Old Mrs. Marson looked up slightly, a cold chuckle escaping her lips. "The driver already confessed, and you're still trying to talk your way out of it? You think we wouldn't find out just because you chose a spot without cameras? Isabella, you're cruel. Desmond tells you today he's walking away with nothing, not a dime, so you decide to act immediately, is that it?" Isabella froze. "But whether he has money or not… what's that got to do with me?" Even if he died, none of his money would be hers anyway. Old Mrs. Marson's eyes turned icy. "You're the name on his marriage certificate! If the money doesn't go to you, who else? Me?" "We're divorced. We already signed the papers." "H