Chapter 258

Michael's accusations were met with a highly sarcastic sneer.

Sitting in the wheelchair, Nolan no longer concealed his inner thoughts, "Michael, at the end of the day, you and Isabella are just one step away from divorce. What position and qualification do you have to come here and shout at me?"

As he spoke, he slowly rolled up his unbuttoned sleeve, revealing a section of the watch strap on his wrist.

As his wrist turned, the light hit the watch face, flashing a blinding light.

Michael was dazzled and instinctively looked over, only to see the watch on Nolan's hand.

It looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

But right now, he shouldn't be focusing on Nolan's watch, but on the words he just refuted.

What position and qualification did he have?

This sentence felt like a heavy stone pressing on Michael's chest.

Divorce had almost become the word Isabella mentioned every time she saw him, she was so eager to leave him.

Even though she was carrying his child.

Her determination to leave him remained firm.

But he wouldn't give up, nor would he let her go.

Michael's eyes tightened, "Qualification, huh? We have legal documents between us, even today Isabella is still my wife, the mother of my child."

"So what!" Before Michael could finish, Nolan interrupted him lightly. "Michael, besides these superficial things, have you ever given her everything she truly wanted? Do you understand what she thinks in her heart?"

At this point, he sneered, "Michael, my dear brother, from the moment you were born, your life was destined to be smooth. You had the love of Mom and Dad, the favoritism of Grandfather, but fortunately, God is fair and won't let you go smoothly for a lifetime."

Seeing Nolan's face like this for the first time, Michael squinted his eyes.

From an outsider's perspective, his life was indeed extremely smooth, born into such a wealthy family, and announced by Aiden as the most suitable family heir.

What others could only dream of, he had from birth.

But only he knew how difficult his journey had been.

Born into such a family, the consequences of not fighting were understood only by those within.

He didn't regret sitting in this position, only by truly holding power could he have a real voice.

Just as he was about to retort, Nolan's words pinned him in place.

"Michael, do you know where you truly lost?"

Seeing a flash of confusion in Michael's eyes, Nolan's lips curled into a smug smile.

"I guess you really want to know why Isabella insisted on marrying you back then?"

Michael's face changed dramatically.

In the early days of their marriage, he always saw Isabella as a vain country girl who married him at all costs for the Brown Family's wealth.

But later, when her identity as the daughter of the Wilson Family was revealed, she asked for a divorce, and then Nolan returned to the country.

If these two events weren't related, Isabella wouldn't be unwilling to see him now, while she allowed Nolan to freely enter and leave her house, even talking late into the night.

If he could deceive himself before, Nolan's question now clearly told him the person Isabella truly liked was Nolan.

Once the thought appeared, jealousy and hatred in Michael's heart grew wildly.

He always knew Isabella might have feelings for others, but her feelings for Nolan were different.

A kind of feeling he couldn't intervene in.

He almost instinctively clenched his fists, barely restraining his urge to act.

He asked hoarsely, "You think she likes you, but why did she marry me?"

He still didn't believe it.

If Isabella didn't have feelings for him, she wouldn't have chosen him back then.

In these three years, no matter how excessive he was to her, no matter what harsh words he said, she never thought of leaving him.

How did she change as soon as Nolan returned?

Hearing this question, Nolan directly said, "If I had been there at the time, do you think she would have married you?"

"Michael, no matter how you disguise it, the person Isabella likes has always been me. She married you because of your face that resembles mine. You are the 'third party' who intervened in our relationship!"

Michael was stunned for a moment.

Indeed, it was after Nolan left that Isabella married into the Brown Family at all costs.

At that time, he only thought Isabella's love for him came too suddenly, but now thinking about it, everything seemed to make sense.

No wonder she often stared at his face in a daze, she was looking at Nolan through him.

This truth was a devastating blow to Michael, who had just discovered his feelings.

He couldn't believe it.

Isabella married him because of his face that resembled Nolan's?

Thinking of her indifference to him and her tolerance and coquettishness to Nolan made his heart ache.

After a while, he barely suppressed his pain, raised his head, his eyes bloodshot.

At this moment, Nolan had already approached Michael, and Michael unhesitatingly grabbed his collar.

Gritting his teeth, he questioned, "You told me this because you want to take her away from me?"

"That's right!" Nolan calmly admitted his thoughts.

He had already lost Isabella once, this time, he wanted to take back the Isabella he liked.

"Michael, you know how you treated her in these three years, you hurt her so deeply, I can't give her back to you."

"How dare you!" Michael was so provoked by his last sentence that veins bulged on his forehead, he tightly grabbed Nolan's collar, "She is my wife, you can't just take her away."

"Nolan, who do you think you are! From childhood to now, what have you ever won against me, the position of heir belongs to me, and so does Isabella!"

She was his.

No one could take her away.

Even if they liked each other, what about him, who thought about his feelings?

Isabella was his wife, Nolan was his brother, they liked each other but treated him as a sacrifice, why!

"Stop dreaming of taking Isabella back!" Michael sneered, as long as he didn't agree, they could never be together.

"Even if Isabella had feelings for you at first, so what, I am the one who married her, I am the husband who lived with her for three years. How do you know she has no feelings for me, if she didn't like me, how did we have a baby?"