Chapter 43

Places like this are probably the only ones still lively right now. But the private room where Lucas and Isabella sat was anything but—it was quiet, with just the soft clinking of cutlery as the waiter served their food and they quietly ate. Isabella glanced at him and asked, "How's Liam doing? No signs of rejection, right?" Lucas shook his head. "He's adjusting really well. Guess that's what being a real biological match does." Isabella smiled. "That's great to hear." She hesitated for a second, then added, "Jasmine's a good one. I don't know what happened between you two before, but Lucas, I'm telling you, don't mess this up. You won't get another shot like this." Lucas let out a light chuckle. "Forget me for a sec. What about you? What's your plan?" And there it was again—the same old topic. Isabella sighed. What could she even do at this point? Even if she begged the Marson family matriarch on her knees, it didn't mean she'd be allowed to see Desmond. She didn't even know if his su