Chapter 90

He stared at the phone screen, brows pulled tight, fingers hesitating over the keyboard for a moment before he finally shot off a cold reply. [Divorce? Don't even think about it.] No more explanations. He tossed the phone aside and dove right back into his paperwork. Isabelle was lying on the bed, sneaking glances at Charles's face. Probably Stella messaged him out of jealousy, he got pissed, standard routine. Yup, had to be that. She was already secretly thrilled. "Charles, what's wrong?" Isabelle asked in a fake gentle tone. Charles gave her a cool glance, voice full of impatience. "Nothing. Go to sleep early." Isabelle obediently nodded. Charles being mad clearly had everything to do with Stella, not her. Won't be long before he files for divorce. And when that happens, she'd finally become Mrs. Hart. A few days later, Old Mrs. Hart was discharged from the hospital. Stella got there early to bring her home in person. Though still a bit weak, the old lady looked more spirited. She he