Blizzard, First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps novel Chapter 87

Isabel completely ignored her.

She couldn't care less what nonsense she spouted.

Selena walked towards Adrian, who was already some distance away, waiting at the edge of the path.

She wasn't sure if he had heard her question.

She walked over to him and said with a troubled expression, "I asked Isabel to come stay at the hotel with us, but she refused. When did she even meet old Mr. Reed? I trust his character, of course, but this place is so isolated, and they are of different genders. I'm just worried about Isabel..."

"Don't worry about her," Adrian said flatly. There was a puddle in front of them, and he reached out a hand to steady her.

Selena's face lit up with joy.

But a moment later, a flicker of annoyance crossed her features.

Adrian was being too good to her; it was obvious he was head over heels for her.

If this continued, he might actually go through with the divorce from Isabel.

That wasn't the outcome she wanted.

But she couldn't let Adrian and Isabel's relationship improve either.

Finding that balance was truly difficult.

Still, she had her ways.

"Adrian, the world knows you and Isabel are married now. To maintain stability for the Blackwell Group and for the Blackwell family's reputation, you should probably hold off on finalizing the divorce for now. It could be exploited by those with ill intentions. Of course, I know you're more than capable and aren't afraid of them, but public opinion could also be bad for Oliver. He's so young, he doesn't know right from wrong. If he says something innocent but revealing, Grandma will get upset too."

Adrian replied, "Mm, I understand."

Selena's eyes curved into crescents, hiding the triumphant gleam within.

So easily managed.

*

Isabel managed to get a bowl of noodles from old Mr. Reed for dinner.

After she had digested it, he gave her a the treatment.

The session was long, and she chatted with him to pass the time.

And she was swallowing the bitter fruit that came from that impulse.

She just never expected it would injure her right hand so severely.

If she regretted anything, it was that she still held out hope for Adrian during the blizzard.

If she hadn't, she might not be struggling to even hold a test tube now.

"But you also chose to live in isolation for love."

Old Mr. Reed didn't argue. "Since you're here, stay and keep your grandmother company for a few days. That hand of yours won't heal overnight."

Isabel nodded. "I'll go see Grandma first thing in the morning. I even brought her favorite pastries."

The cabin was small, with only two rooms.

After her treatment, Isabel went to sleep in the smaller inner room.

At the crack of dawn, she got up, washed, and took the spirit money and pastries up the mountain behind the cabin.

The sun was just rising on the other side of the mountain. Its orange-gold light painted the clouds red, creating a beautiful scene through the thin morning mist.