Blizzard, First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps novel Chapter 134

She had nothing more to say to Isabel.

Even if she tried to curse her out now, Isabel would just fire back.

If she pushed her too far, Isabel might actually go public, and the Blackwell family's reputation would be ruined.

Most importantly, Adrian had told her to stay out of it.

He probably didn't want the divorce.

Nothing she said would matter.

Once Adrian made a decision, no one could change it.

"How strange."

She still couldn't understand why Adrian didn't want to get divorced.

And she couldn't get a straight answer out of him.

All she could do was fume in private.

Her anxiety was getting worse.

*

Isabel discussed the launch with Amanda and also informed old Mr. Foster.

They would prepare the press conference. She locked away the data and the drug samples; no one could touch them before the event.

She continued to stay at the lab.

During the day, she would visit old Mrs. Blackwell and check on her medicinal herb garden.

But without old Mr. Reed's guidance, what she grew was still inferior to the Walsh family's crops.

Thinking of this, she went to the Blackwell Group to find Adrian.

Mrs. Blackwell's tone had been off.

It seemed the divorce was something she and Adrian would have to handle themselves.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Blackwell is out of the country with no scheduled return date. If it's urgent, I can try to contact Daniel for you."

Out of the country again?

Isabel thanked the receptionist, left, and called Daniel from her car.

These days, Daniel got a headache just seeing Isabel's number pop up.

It used to be easier, just a polite refusal.

But now, with the divorce, finding a good excuse was getting difficult.

"Mr. Blackwell, it's your wife on the phone."

Adrian didn't even look up from the document in his hand. "She's calling you, why are you telling me?"

"..."

It was her first divorce; she wasn't familiar with the process.

Old Mrs. Blackwell, of course, knew the reason.

But she no longer planned to interfere in their affairs.

Adrian's life had been too smooth.

It was time he learned a hard lesson.

"It's my fault, dear. I fell ill so suddenly and delayed you from finalizing the paperwork."

"Please don't say that." Isabel hadn't wanted to bother her precisely because she was afraid old Mrs. Blackwell would overthink things.

Besides, the divorce was her own responsibility.

If she hadn't been so reckless in forcing the marriage, things wouldn't have come to this.

"Grandma, please don't worry about it. Now that I know the reason, I'll handle it myself. You just need to rest and eat well."

"Alright."

Isabel left the Blackwell estate and tried to contact Adrian.

But she couldn't reach him.

With the launch just around the corner, she decided to put the divorce on the back burner for now.