Chapter 259
That was right. It must be like this.
Just like how he was initially dissatisfied and resistant to this marriage, but in the end, he still fell in love with Isabella.
He even did things he had never done before just to keep her.
Nolan, however, felt that Michael was just making weak excuses.
Exactly, how could someone as high and mighty as him tolerate his wife Isabella loving someone else?
"You say Isabella might like you, where's the evidence?" Nolan found the current Michael quite laughable, yet Michael still wanted to prove his innocence by finding evidence of Isabella's love for him.
"The baby in her belly is the evidence. If she had no feelings for me, would she be willing to keep this baby?"
"Ridiculous!" Nolan pushed him away, keeping a distance.
With a mocking tone, he said, "Michael, do you even believe the words you're saying?"
Before Michael could speak, Nolan cut him off.
"Do you really not know why she keeps this baby?"
"If it weren't for Daniel's fragile health, you and Isabella would probably no longer be married!"
"Michael, my dear brother, at this point, are you still going to continue deceiving yourself?"
The sarcasm was palpable.
Michael couldn't refute a single word.
Isabella had agreed to have a child with him because of Daniel, not because of him.
Nolan was right. If it weren't for Daniel's illness, Isabella might have left him long ago.
She wouldn't hesitate for a second.
Michael didn't remember how he left Nolan's place. By the time he came to his senses, he was already sitting back in his car.
But Nolan's words were like needles, piercing his heart.
They exposed all the things he least wanted to face.
Isabella had married the wrong person, and he had lost his heart during this time.
Her recent determination to separate from him was probably because she had long confirmed her feelings for Nolan, while he couldn't let go of his feelings for her.
He couldn't let her go.
It turned out that the real loser was him.
Meanwhile, Nolan wasn't as carefree and unrestrained as he had imagined.
On the contrary, after he and Michael had laid everything out, his emotions were in turmoil.
He took a drink from the fridge and gulped it down.
For a moment, his heart felt at peace.
As his thoughts returned, he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the cold drink.
What had he just done?
He had actually said those things to Michael?
But why did he feel an inexplicable sense of guilt? It was Michael who had wronged Isabella, it was Michael who had taken everything that originally belonged to him.
Seeing Michael's despondent look, he should have felt satisfied.
Why did his heart feel so heavy?
God was really unfair.
He admitted that his identity was disgraceful, a bastard who had lived outside for years before being brought back to the Brown Family. Who would really care?
But why did Michael get to have everything? They shared the same father, yet he had to endure being despised from a young age, unable to even protect his mother, Ciara Faith.
He could only watch as Ciara died under mysterious circumstances, and his father didn't even give an explanation, just told him to behave at home and not cause trouble, or he would be thrown out again.
Yet his father turned around and found a new woman, forgetting all about Ciara and him.
From then on, he had no support in the Brown Family and had to live independently.
Later, he met Isabella in Georges' piano class. They practiced piano together, explored the joys of music together, and quickly became friends.
But he had fallen deeply in love with Isabella.
At that time, he had thought that he must keep her by his side, even if it meant paying any price, even if it meant leaving the Brown Family.
But after that, Isabella came to Aiden with a marriage contract, asking to marry Michael.
He didn't understand.
Why did she like Michael, who looked so much like him, when he was the one who knew her first?
What did that make him?
During the time Isabella pursued Michael, he listened to her talk about everything related to Michael, his preferences, his personality.
But she didn't see the loneliness and hurt in his eyes.
He thought, if this was what she wanted, he would willingly step aside and let them be together.
But what did Michael do? He hurt her, making Isabella a laughingstock in their circle for three years.
Isabella was the woman he loved deeply, he couldn't bear to see her hurt anymore, so he wanted to take Isabella back.
What was wrong with that?
If there was any fault, it was all Michael's fault.
It was because of him that he had agreed to the marriage despite not liking Isabella, and then neglected her after the wedding.
The worst thing he did was make her pregnant with his child!
That bastard was now the biggest obstacle to him being with Isabella.
If he had known about their agreement earlier, he would never have let Isabella get pregnant with Michael's child. Michael didn't deserve it!
The next morning, at Glamour Oasis.
Harper, dressed in high-end brand clothing, sat on the sofa, listening to the news brought back by the people she had sent out, her face growing more worried by the minute.
To regain her freedom sooner and help Bianca successfully marry into the Brown Family, she had promised to make Isabella miscarry.
But the information she had gathered made things extremely difficult.
Since becoming pregnant, Isabella had been staying in her villa, rarely going out.
And her residence was not a place ordinary people could enter.
Even if she had a way, it would be useless if she couldn't get close to Isabella.
The only time Isabella had gone out was to get a beauty card here, and she hadn't noticed it at the time, wasting a good opportunity to get rid of that bastard.
And her current identity couldn't be exposed, so she had to rely on Bianca, who was close to Michael.
Thinking of this, Harper hurriedly called Violet.
At this moment, Violet had just arrived at the company and headed straight for Michael's office.
He wasn't at his desk but was asleep in the lounge.
It was clear he hadn't left the night before.
Seeing no one around, Violet had an idea. She quietly approached and started to undo Michael's tie, ready to continue unbuttoning his shirt when Harper called.
Afraid of waking Michael, Violet quickly covered the phone and walked out.
She went to the bathroom and, suppressing her anger, said, "Mom, why are you calling so early? You almost ruined my plan, you know?"
God knew how long she had waited for this opportunity.
Michael was sleeping soundly, and Aaron wasn't around.
As long as she took the chance to seduce Michael and they had sex, everything would be settled.
But Harper's call had interrupted her at the worst possible moment.