Chapter overview: Chapter 123 from Blizzard, First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps
In this standout chapter of the Romance novel Blizzard, First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps, Evelyn Hartwell introduces new challenges, powerful emotions, and major plot progress that captivate readers from beginning to end.
If Adrian could be threatened, he wouldn't be Adrian.
He glanced down at the hem of his jacket. "You've wrinkled it. You're responsible for ironing it flat."
Isabel quickly let go. Before she could say anything else, she was forcibly pushed back into the car.
The man instructed the driver, "To the kindergarten. I have something to attend to."
What could he possibly have to do? He was obviously going to see Selena.
"Adrian!" Isabel yelled, but before she could open the door to get out, the driver had already started the car.
"Thomas, stop the car."
The driver gave a sheepish smile. "Mrs. Blackwell, please don't make my job difficult..."
Isabel had no choice but to swallow her frustration for now.
Oliver, still holding a grudge from the morning, didn't speak to Isabel. Instead, he sat with his back to her, sending messages on his smartwatch.
"Auntie Selena, I can't meet you today. Mom is taking me to kindergarten. You can pick me up tonight, and we can go for dinner together."
He couldn't type many words yet.
Voice messages were easier.
He either assumed Isabel couldn't hear, or he simply didn't care if she did.
"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."
After receiving Selena's reply, Oliver's mood visibly brightened.
He was even in the mood to talk to Isabel. "Mom, you know, if you were as gentle, capable, and educated as Auntie Selena, Dad would like you."
"But you're none of those things."
Isabel didn't even look at him. "Your father and I are getting a divorce. You heard us."
He could like whomever he wanted.
Oliver pursed his lips, sensing her coldness, and his mood soured again.
"You're always throwing tantrums. It's better that you and Dad divorce. I don't want a grumpy mom anyway."
The moment the car stopped, Isabel opened the door and got out.
She walked away without a backward glance.
The driver had no choice but to get out and escort Oliver to the school gate.
"Mrs. Blackwell." Daniel came to greet her. "Mr. Blackwell had to leave on an urgent business trip, so I will be handling the paperwork with you."
It didn't matter who it was. Isabel didn't care.
With Adrian's influence, he could probably even bypass the mandatory cooling-off period.
"Let's go in."
Daniel couldn't quite read Isabel's mood.
For the past six years, she had always been finding ways to get close to Adrian.
Especially after Adrian returned to the country to take over the Blackwell Group.
She would contact him, bring meals over without fail, rain or shine. During the coldest winters, she would be freezing herself, yet she would clutch the insulated container tightly to her chest to keep the food from getting cold.
Of course, all that food ended up in the trash.
And there were many other instances.
He had witnessed Isabel's love for Adrian firsthand.
That she was the one to initiate the divorce was shocking enough.

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