Chapter 433

For years, Olivia had been the one who truly understood just how deeply Isabella loved Michael.

And it was exactly because of this that she didn't want Isabella to make the same mistakes again.

But she hadn't expected Isabella to be so affected by Michael's every move. He got a little hurt, and Isabella was already losing her cool.

Even her previous attitude towards Michael had shifted.

"Isabella, you gotta let go of Michael. It's time to move on," Olivia couldn't help but advise her.

As a friend, she couldn't stand to see Isabella clinging to a hopeless love and suffering so much.

"Olivia, I get it," Isabella said in a raspy voice. She understood everything, but why did it still hurt so much when Michael said he wasn't there for her?

He could spoil Bianca without a second thought, but he couldn't show her even a little care?

Why?

He agreed to marry her, yet he wouldn't give her even a bit of love.

She had told herself a thousand times to let go, but every time, she softened because of his small acts of kindness.

But thanks to what he said in the hospital room, she could finally see her place in this relationship clearly.

After today, she wouldn't have any more expectations of him.

After a while, Isabella lifted her head from Olivia's embrace, wiped away her tears, and smiled at her.

"Olivia, I'm not sad. After this, I can finally cut ties with him completely and never have any illusions about him again."

She would never think of him again.

But Olivia, who had known her for over a decade, wasn't fooled by Isabella's words.

She knew Isabella was just pretending to be strong.

Olivia understood the pain of loving someone who didn't love you back. She had experienced the agony of having to force herself to let go when she didn't want to.

"Isabella, don't do this. If you want to cry, just cry. No one will laugh at you. Seeing you like this breaks my heart. It's not your fault, so why should you bear all this pain?"

"It's all Michael's fault. From now on, we'll stay far away from him and pretend he doesn't exist."

Olivia had always thought no one had a more heartbreaking love story than hers.

She had loved for so many years without any response.

But she hadn't realized that Isabella's pain was a thousand times worse.

Olivia's words almost brought tears back to Isabella's eyes.

That's right.

She was just pretending to be strong.

Those words weren't her true feelings, but she was in so much pain. She wanted to forget Michael.

Only by completely forgetting him could she start anew.

But she had overestimated her ability to let go of her love for him and her persistence.

Someone she had silently loved for over a decade couldn't be forgotten just because she said so.

In the hospital room earlier, she had really wanted to pour out all the love she had kept inside for years.

She wanted to know his thoughts after hearing her feelings.

She wanted to ask if he had ever felt even a little bit for her over the years.

Even if he rejected her, she would accept it.

But he said, "Isabella, I saved you only for that poor child, a life for a life."

It was this sentence that extinguished all her thoughts.

She couldn't say another word.

She loved Michael deeply, but she also had self-respect and dignity.

In that situation, if she had still shamelessly asked if he had any feelings for her, even she would have felt utterly humiliated.

She wasn't just Isabella; she was also the heir to the Wilson Group.

She couldn't let her dignity be trampled on.

So, she held back her questions and let go of her last bit of hope for Michael.

From now on, she wouldn't soften towards him or let his matters disturb her peace.

Maybe this was a good thing for her.

After all, everyone around her had hoped she would separate from Michael.

Olivia continued to comfort her.

"Isabella, don't waste your tears on that jerk. Michael's a jerk who deserves to be left in the dust. He doesn't know how to appreciate someone as amazing as you. I can't wait for the day he regrets it, so I can laugh in his face."

Olivia glared at the hospital room door, her eyes practically shooting sparks.

If Michael hadn't been hurt because of Isabella, she would have stormed in and slapped him by now.

The person who loved him the most was right beside him, yet he was too blind to see it.

He would regret it one day.

Isabella shook her head slightly. From the moment she had said "goodbye" to Michael, she had already stopped caring about him.

"Olivia, I don't want to think about the future. I just want to live well in the present. As for him, he has nothing to do with me anymore."

Seeing that Isabella had come to terms with it, Olivia quickly nodded in agreement. "That's right. From now on, we'll live our best lives. Why waste our emotions on someone like Michael?"

"Okay," Isabella said, pressing her lips together and wiping away the last traces of her tears.

She turned and saw Atticus and Emilio walking towards her.

Atticus immediately noticed something was wrong with Isabella and frowned. "Isabella, what's wrong? Why are your eyes so red?"

Isabella shook her head, unwilling to say more. "Uncle Atticus, I'm fine. I just got some dust in my eyes on the way here."

Seeing that Isabella didn't want to talk, Atticus turned his gaze to Olivia, hoping to get an answer from her.

Olivia glanced at Isabella and then at Atticus. Torn between her best friend and the man she liked, she could only say, "Isabella was startled. Let's go home for now."

After all, Emilio was still there.

Atticus instantly understood Olivia's meaning. He had been too anxious. Seeing Isabella cry, he had forgotten there were others around.

"Alright, you take Isabella home. I'll handle the rest."

After all, Michael's status and position were significant, and he had been hurt because of Isabella. He couldn't just ignore it.

Michael could have anything the Wilson family could offer, but if he dared to mess with Isabella again, Atticus wouldn't let him off.

Isabella nodded, picked up her bag, and started walking.

At that moment, Olivia turned to Emilio. "Mr. Blair, could I trouble you with something?"

Emilio instinctively looked at Atticus. He knew their relationship well.

He spoke cautiously, "Ms. Smith, what do you need?"

Olivia smiled. "Mr. Blair, don't worry. It's nothing major. Isabella isn't feeling well, and I thought having someone accompany her on the way home would be good. Of course, only if you're not busy."

Her words were almost a direct hint to give Emilio and Isabella some alone time.

Emilio naturally didn't want to miss such a good opportunity.

"I have time, but..."

Emilio glanced at Isabella. Without her consent, he didn't dare follow.

Isabella hadn't walked far and had heard Olivia and Emilio's conversation clearly.

She knew Olivia was trying to help her move on from Michael, and Emilio was undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.