Chapter 116

She had just sneaked out while he was applying the medicine. Wasn't she contacting Nolan? Why would she come back?

Isabella had calmed down by now. Since she was going to stay with him, she might as well get all her questions answered. So she wouldn't have any more inappropriate thoughts.

"I have questions for you. How will I know the answers if I leave?" She slowly walked up to him, sat down on a chair, and spoke in an unprecedentedly calm tone, "Michael, why are you doing this? Why did you send Bianca to Auroria, and why did you take the knife for me?"

She couldn't understand his motives for doing these things.

She had long since given up the fantasy that Michael would take revenge on the Taylors for her, thinking there had to be another reason for his actions.

Michael looked at her expression, as if he had guessed something, and sneered. "Everything is over. Is there any point in talking about this now?"

He curled his lips into a bitter smile. "Anyway, you already have someone else by your side. One Emilio wasn't enough, and now there's another person. I see you care a lot about them, so why bother getting answers from me?"

Emilio only made him feel threatened, but Nolan's appearance dealt him a heavy blow.

He now understood that in Isabella's heart, he could never compare to Nolan. So there was no need for him to tell her the truth.

Isabella frowned. She had waited for a long time but didn't expect this kind of answer.

Michael didn't even bother to tell her.

"Isabella, you should remember we still have some time before our marriage ends. Before that, if I find out you have intimate actions with another man, don't blame me for being ruthless." Michael's tone was cold and full of threats.

But Isabella had heard such words many times.

Normally, she might understand, but today, she had just gone to the airport to pick up Holden and Orion. She really didn't understand Michael's erratic behavior.

Not getting the answers to her doubts, Isabella lost her patience.

Indeed, for someone like Michael, who couldn't even trust her, what hope did she still hold?

Seeing that it was almost dawn outside, she got up, opened the door, and left directly.

In the ward, Michael's face darkened completely, and he clenched his fists and pounded them on the bed.

Back home, Isabella was so angry she couldn't sleep.

Seeing that it was almost dawn, she hurriedly took a shower and had barely slept for three hours before being woken up by a call from Atticus.

Today was her twenty-fourth birthday party.

Sitting in front of the makeup mirror at the hotel, Isabella closed her eyes and let the makeup team behind her do their work.

For this birthday party, Atticus had specially hired a foreign design team, including her makeup artist and the entire event's creative planning, all to ensure perfection and to showcase Isabella's elevated status.

After a long hour, the makeup artist finally stopped and complimented Isabella in the mirror.

Isabella then moved her stiff neck and stood up.

Daniel and her uncles had been waiting for her outside for a long time.

Today, she was the only main character. The party wouldn't start until she made her entrance.

Just as she was about to leave the room, her phone suddenly rang.

Seeing the name on the screen, Isabella's eyes lit up. "Nolan?"

On the other end of the line, Nolan's voice was gentle and affectionate. "Isabella, happy birthday. I sent you a special gift. Open it and take a look."

Isabella felt a warmth in her heart but also a bit of disappointment. "Nolan, didn't you say you would come back for my birthday? Why did you break your promise again?"

Nolan sent her birthday gifts every year, but she still wanted to see him. She hadn't seen him in three years.

"Sorry, Isabella, I couldn't keep my promise. To make it up to you, you can ask for anything you want when I get back, okay?" Nolan was still as gentle as ever. No matter what Isabella said, he wouldn't get angry and would still treat her like a child.

Just like how an older brother would pamper his younger sister in an ordinary family.

In her growing environment, she only had her uncles, no older brother.

Sometimes she wondered if she had an older brother to protect her, would she and Grace have a better ending?

Unfortunately, her misery was destined to be borne alone, with no one to help her.

She smiled into the phone. "Nolan, I'll hold you to that. Don't blame me for being harsh then."

The playful tone of a little girl was something she had never shown in front of Michael.

Not that she didn't want to, but Michael had never given her the chance, who was always impatient with her.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door and delivered a beautifully wrapped box.

Isabella took it and opened it to find a light blue long dress adorned with a whole array of small diamonds, even the hem was not spared.

It was a design she privately adored, clear at a glance that the dress was the work of a master designer, hand-sewn and tailored to her measurements, making it truly one of a kind in the world.

The box not only contained the dress but also a long jewelry box with a sapphire necklace inside.

It was a high-quality item from an international auction, Azure Elegance.

Isabella gasped and quickly said into the phone, "Nolan, I'll accept the dress, but you should take back the necklace."

The price of this item was too expensive that she couldn't accept it.

Besides, it was just a birthday; it wasn't worth Nolan spending so much on her.

Nolan chuckled softly. "Why can't you accept it? You deserve the best things in the world. If you don't accept it, I'll be sad."

"But..." Isabella wanted to say more, but Nolan interrupted her, "Isabella, no matter how valuable something is, it's just an object to me. If it can be worn by you at your birthday party, that's when it serves its greatest purpose. Be good, didn't the Wilson Family throw you a birthday party? Wear the dress and necklace I sent you and walk in front of everyone, okay? If possible, send me a photo. I want to see you shining at the party."

Isabella hesitated for a moment, unwilling to reject Nolan's kindness. "Okay, thank you for the gift, Nolan."

Ten minutes later, the door opened.

Isabella, in a light blue long-tailed dress, with her arm linked through Thomas, who was also in an expensive suit, slowly descended the stairs and appeared in front of everyone.