Chapter 135
Ethan's head throbbed with a splitting pain.
He irritably silenced his phone and slammed it face down on the desk.
"Continue."
Everyone in the conference room held their breath, not daring to speak.
After the meeting, he returned to his office and noticed his phone screen lighting up.
Purchase notifications popped up one after another.
Isabella was using his supplementary card.
Every transaction was instantly reported to him.
The messages kept pouring in.
A vein throbbed at Ethan's temple.
Just as he was about to put the phone down, a WeChat tone sounded.
[Ethan, look at all the things I bought! Do you like them? I got you a tie and a coat too.]
He snorted coldly and blocked her immediately.
Walking to the floor-to-ceiling window, he watched the endless stream of traffic below.
Sophia's figure surfaced in his mind once again.
Lately, he'd been thinking of her more and more.
Even in his dreams.
He had given Sophia a Black Card before.
Aside from basic expenses and gifts for Victoria, she hardly ever used his money.
He knew she wrote programs and took on side jobs.
But he wasn't sure exactly how much she earned.
She rarely bought designer brands.
The jewelry and handbags in her closet were all bought by him.
She never touched them unless it was for a necessary occasion.
After the breakup, she left everything at the mansion.
She didn't take a single thing.
She discarded it all as if it were trash.
Isabella's constant presence was a relentless reminder.
He had lost something incredibly precious.
And what he got in return was this miserable outcome.
...
At the mall.
Isabella stared at the rejected message.
He had actually blocked her!
Her face flushed red with anger, her breathing became rapid.
Her stomach suddenly tightened, and she quickly took deep breaths to calm down.
She pointed at the two nannies and ordered, "Go downstairs and buy me coconut water."
"I'll go. She can stay here to watch the things."
"I said both of you go!" Isabella raised her voice. "Can't you understand me?"
"But all these—"
"Carry them!"
The two nannies exchanged a look, furious but not daring to speak.
This was obviously just to hassle them.
Isabella didn't care.
The frustration she felt from Ethan and Victoria had to be taken out on someone.
...
Ethan didn't come home again that night.
Isabella laughed and cried amidst a room full of shopping bags.
She started smashing things.
Martha turned over in her room, pulled the quilt over her head.
Let her smash it. She'd clean it all up in the morning.
The other two nannies had seen it coming.
They had asked for leave and slipped away after returning from the mall.
One said her back hurt and she needed to go to the hospital.
The other said her grandson had no one to look after him.
When Isabella rushed out of her bedroom, disheveled and screaming, she found the mansion empty.
She froze for two seconds, then began to shriek.
"Lin!"
"Martha!"
"Where are you all hiding!"
"I want bird's nest soup!"
"My stomach hurts!"
Realizing no one was paying attention, she finally quieted down.
She slammed the door shut in a rage.
...
Early the next morning.
Before Martha could even change into her uniform, she heard screaming from upstairs.
"Someone! Take me to the hospital!"
Martha's mouth twitched. She picked up the phone and called the driver.
"Omelas, she has a stomach ache again."
Then she called Victoria.
"Madam, it's like this..."
The entire process was smooth and practiced.
...
In the hospital corridor.
Victoria listened to the doctor repeat the same words with a cold face.
"Nothing serious. She just needs more rest."
She couldn't take it anymore and stormed into the hospital room.
"You come running to the hospital for every little thing? Do you think this is a grocery market?"
"Is your head just for decoration?"
"I've never seen anyone so difficult. You can't even manage to rest properly during pregnancy. What use are you!"
She remembered when Sophia was around.
Not only did she take good care of Ethan, she never caused any trouble for Victoria.
She solved her own problems, and if she couldn't, she discussed it properly.
Then look at the one on the bed.
Noisier than a cricket, more annoying than a cockroach.
Turning a minor issue into a huge drama.
Does she really think the whole world revolves around her?
Pah—
What a piece of work!
Isabella let Victoria's words go in one ear and out the other.
She was discharged in the afternoon, but the next morning, she was clamoring to go back to the hospital.
At first, Victoria still answered Martha's calls.
Later, she simply instructed,
"You handle it. You don't need to call me every time."
Martha was speechless.
This household would fall apart without me!
Victoria finally had some peace and quiet.
If she wants to make trouble, let her. Someone else can deal with her.
...
The third day of the fifth lunar month, Olivia's birthday.
The gift Sophia prepared finally arrived.
It was the "Eternal Starlight" diamond necklace Olivia had been dreaming of.
A piece by the famous designer Cherry Xia.
The pure blue diamond was the soul of the collection, symbolizing hope.
In the globally popular film The Princess Diaries, this necklace was the token of love.
The movie's success made the necklace sell out.
It was impossible to find domestically.
Sophia had someone purchase it for her in Belgium.
Olivia couldn't wait for Sophia to help her put it on.
"It's so beautiful! No wonder it's sold out everywhere. I went to the boutique several times, and they always said it was out of stock."
She was wearing an off-the-shoulder mermaid gown today. The light blue color complemented the necklace perfectly.
...
At a leisure club.
Victoria was having afternoon tea with several other ladies.
Large terrace, floor-to-ceiling windows, soft music, exquisite desserts.
Ever since she stopped paying attention to Isabella's dramas, she felt the world was brighter.
Occasionally, she would wonder.
Was insisting on keeping this child the right decision?