Episode 3

Damien Hawke pursed his thin lips into a grim line, "Isabella, you get back here right now!"

Isabella laughed. "You tell me to come back, and I'll come back? We're divorced, who's going to indulge you anymore!"

Damien Hawke gritted his teeth, "The reason for the divorce is wrong here. I'll give you one chance, rewrite it!"

Isabella's smile deepened. "Am I wrong? Damien Hawke, you've been awake for half a year, but in these six months, you haven't even held my hand. You were in a vegetative state for three years, and although your physical mechanisms are healthy now, I reasonably suspect that there's a problem with your male function. You're useless! Go see a doctor quickly. My best divorce blessing for you is that you regain your masculine vigor soon!"

Damien Hawke, "..."

The veins on his forehead were already throbbing.

This woman has really rebelled!

"Isabella, sooner or later I will let you know how powerful I am!"

"Sorry, you don't have that chance!"

"Isabella!"

With two "beep beep" sounds, the phone was hung up.

Damien Hawke, in a fit of rage, didn't even have time to explode before he heard the busy signal. He, "..."

Isabella!!!

...

Isabella had already arrived at her best friend Rachel's apartment. When Isabella hung up the phone, Rachel "pfft" laughed and quickly gave her a thumbs up, "Bella, well said! Mr. Hawke must be spitting blood right now."

Isabella felt that she used to love too humbly, so he was so high and mighty.

Love yourself first.

Especially women, must love themselves first.

Rachel, "Three years ago, when this Grace found out that Mr. Hawke had a car accident and was in a vegetative state, she ran away immediately. I didn't expect Mr. Hawke to be really hungry, and he came looking for her again after waking up. It's good to leave this kind of man!"

Isabella unwrapped a milk candy and put it in her mouth. The sweet taste seemed to cover the bitterness in her heart. "Rach, this is the difference between being loved and not being loved, right?"

Those who are loved are fearless.

Those who are not loved are apprehensive.

Rachel glanced at Isabella, who had already eaten a pile of milk candies.

Rachel pulled Isabella up. "Bella, cheer up! When you give up a tree, you'll find you have a forest. Tonight, I'll order eight male models for you to have a single's party!"

Isabella smiled, covering her forehead.

At this moment, Rachel reached out and took off Isabella's black-framed glasses and threw them directly into the trash can.

Isabella wanted to pick them up. "My glasses."

Rachel stopped her. "Bella, you've done too much academic research, so you like to wear these glasses. You should learn from Grace and dress yourself up beautifully."

Isabella remembered her parents saying that she was an ugly duckling and Grace was a white swan.

Probably not only her parents thought so, but in Damien Hawke's eyes, she was also an ugly duckling.

Rachel pulled Isabella out the door. "Let's go, I'll take you shopping, a one-stop shop for hair, nails, and clothes. I want Damien Hawke and them to open their eyes and see how beautiful you are!"

As she said that, Rachel suddenly remembered something. "By the way, Bella, are you really not taking Mr. Hawke's money for the divorce?"

Isabella, "I have my own money."

"Then Mr. Hawke's money will be left for Grace to spend? Grace says thank you."

"..."

"Where's the card Mr. Hawke gave you?"

Damien Hawke was always generous and had given Isabella a gold-plated black card, but Isabella hadn't used it.

Isabella found the gold-plated black card from her bag. She blinked playfully. "Then I'll spend today, and Mr. Hawke will pay."

...

Evening, 1996 Bar.

The 1996 Bar has always been Silverlake's den of gold, where various young masters and rich second generations spend thousands of dollars. Tonight, the DJ is playing non-stop, and demons are dancing wildly.

In a dimly lit luxury booth, Damien Hawke sat in the main seat on the sofa. Tonight, he was wearing a black shirt and black trousers, with the shirt sleeves rolled up twice, revealing his muscular forearms and a steel watch worth tens of millions on his wrist. His handsome and noble appearance was like a magnet, attracting women in the bar to look back frequently.

Beside Damien Hawke was his good brother Lucas Stone, the young master of the Stone family, and several other rich second generations accompanying him.

Lucas Stone laughed heartily, "Second Brother, what did you say? Isabella wants to divorce you?"

Several rich second generations also laughed, "Who doesn't know that Isabella loves Mr. Hawke to the bone? She rushed to marry him even when Mr. Hawke was in a vegetative state. How could she be willing to divorce now?"

"Let's make a bet to see how many days Isabella can hold out before coming to find Mr. Hawke."

Lucas Stone, "I bet Isabella can't even hold out today. She'll send a message to my Second Brother later, haha."

Damien Hawke's handsome facial lines were gloomy and sharp, obviously in a bad mood.

He took out his phone and opened the WhatsApp chat box with Isabella.

The last conversation was still last night, Isabella took a picture of a bowl of bone broth, with the text, "Husband, although your bone density is normal, you still have to drink more bone broth. Remember to come home early."

Scrolling up, all the messages were sent by Isabella, she sent them every day.

He never replied.

Not even once.

Today was very quiet, she didn't send him a WhatsApp message.

Damien Hawke felt a sense of frustration in his heart.

Ding.

At this time, a text message came in.

Lucas Stone immediately said, "What did I say? Isabella sent a message to my Second Brother!"

Ding ding ding.

Several text messages came in in a row.

The rich second generations around him burst into laughter, "We knew Isabella couldn't hold back, we didn't expect her to be so unable to hold back."

Lucas Stone urged, "Second Brother, quickly see what Isabella sent you, she must be crying and begging to get back together."

Damien Hawke's handsome eyebrows twitched, did she send him a message?

If only she knew this today, why did she do it in the first place!

Wasn't she very backbone this morning?

Damien Hawke clicked on the text message and was quickly stunned.

Lucas Stone read it out, "Dear VVIP user, your card ending in 0975 spent $300 at the Colorful Nail Salon."

Everyone looked puzzled.

Damien Hawke scrolled up, spending $800 at the Blondy Hair Salon.

Spending at Chanel.

Spending at LV.

...

There was no begging to get back together, only SMS spending notifications.

Everyone, "..."

Isabella seemed to have slapped them in the face from afar, which was very embarrassing.

Damien Hawke slammed his phone on the coffee table with a livid face. He didn't care how much money Isabella spent, but she went shopping right after the divorce. This woman was really good, very good!

The woman who had been submissive and clinging to him for the past three years seemed to have suddenly grown fangs.

Lucas Stone, "Second Brother, what is this Isabella doing? She actually went to get her nails done, get her hair done, and buy clothes. She shouldn't be learning how to dress like Sister-in-law Gracie, right?"

"Grace is the red rose of our Silverlake, Isabella is a bumpkin from the countryside, no matter how much she learns, she is just imitating her."

"A white swan is a white swan, an ugly duckling is an ugly duckling, an ugly duckling can never become a white swan."

Everyone was laughing at Isabella.

At this moment, there was a lot of commotion in the bar, and everyone's eyes were focused on one place. Someone exclaimed, "Look, a goddess!"

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