Chapter 129
“After he found you lying unconscious in the hallway… bleeding…” Gabriel’s voice broke as he spoke, his words trembling like the emotion.
“He called for help immediately. I blamed him for everything, Isla. I was angry and furious. Especially when we couldn’t find any trace of what happened from the surveillance footage. It was as if someone had erased every single second of that moment. No one knows what truly happened to you.” Updates are released by find✦novel.net
Isla’s face stayed blank and cold, but her mind was anything but calm.
So that was it. Anna had dragged her body out of the storeroom and staged the scene to make it look like she had fallen in the hallway, just to frame Alfred?
What a foolish move.
She should’ve finished what she started, Isla thought bitterly. Because now, she had given Isla a reason to destroy her completely.
Anna had made the worst mistake of her life by letting her live.
That woman’s crimes were too many to count. Even if John, knowing all that he knew, chose silence-Isla wouldn’t. Not anymore. Not after losing her baby.
Gabriel’s next words pulled her from her thoughts. “He had a heart attack,” he said quietly, his voice cracking. ” He’s in the hospital as we speak.”
Isla’s eyes shut tightly, and her heart twisted in agony. A sharp pain stabbed through her chest. And it was deep.
She feared this would happen. She had told herself that Alfred was growing too weak to handle stress, but she hadn’t expected Anna to strike this soon. Once again, the old man had underestimated Anna and this time, he had paid for it.
It was all part of Anna’s plan. She knew exactly what she was doing. She had planned every step, erased every trace, and left no evidence behind.
Even if Isla confronted her now, Anna would simply deny it, demand proof, and smile while doing it.
But she was wrong this time. Isla had proof. She had all the evidence she needed.
That knowledge gave her a strange calmness. She had one card left to play, and it was powerful enough to bring Anna down completely.
“Mother blamed him for what happened to you,” Gabriel went on, his voice low. “I also did. We all did. He couldn’t bear the fact that none of us trusted him. He just… collapsed.”
Tears streamed down Isla’s cheeks. She didn’t speak. The pain was too much. Anna had caused them so much pain.
Gabriel sat at the edge of her bed, his hands trembling. “I’m sorry for what happened to you, Isla. I’m sorry for everything. It’s all my fault, I should never have taken you there. I did exactly what the doctor told me not to, I exposed you to stress, to danger. I should’ve followed you when he asked to speak with you alone.”
His voice broke again. And this time, it was completely.
Gabriel Wyndham used to be a very strong man who never shed tears. He always stood strong. But now, crumpled, and the sound of his quiet sob hit Isla harder than the pain in her own heart.
Seeing him that broken was unbearable for her.
his face
Isla’s hand trembled as she reached for his. She squeezed his palm gently-an unspoken message that she didn’t blame him for anything.
Her own tears kept falling freely. She wanted to be strong, but the weight of grief was too much. The sound that escaped her lips was no longer soft, but it was loud, uncontrollable, and filled with pain.
At that exact moment, the door opened.
Diana and Charles stepped inside.
Gabriel quickly rose to his feet, wiping his tears away, straightening his posture like he was trying to hold himself together.
“Oh, my poor babies,” Diana said as she hurried to her daughter’s side.
Her tone was calm, kind, but her eyes glistened faintly. She was trying to stay strong, to be the light in the room.
Charles nodded to Gabriel, his expression somber but composed. His hand reached out, patting Gabriel’s shoulder. “Be a man,” he said softly. “She needs you more now than ever.”
Gabriel nodded quietly, stepping aside to give them space.
Diana turned her attention back to her daughter. “Why is everyone sad?” she asked gently. “There’s nothing to be sad about. You’re young, my love. You’ll have lots of children in the future. So, don’t grieve too much.”
Her words were meant to comfort, but they did little to ease Isla’s pain. Diana didn’t know what had really happened. She couldn’t understand that Isla’s grief wasn’t just about losing her child. It was about losing everything.
“Honey,” Charles said softly, stepping closer to the bed. “How are you feeling now?”
Isla forced a faint smile. “I feel better,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “Just a slight headache,
that’s all.”
“Yes,” he said gently, “that’s because you hit your head badly. But thank God, there are no complications. You’ll be fine, sweetheart.”
He gave her hand a reassuring squeeze before moving to join Gabriel on the sofa across the room.
Diana sat beside her daughter, holding Isla’s free hand, stroking it softly. “You’ll be fine, my love,” she whispered. “I know it hurts to lose a child, but you’ll have many more. Okay?”
Isla nodded, silent tears slipping down her cheeks again.
The quiet stretched for a while.
Then Charles broke it. “So,” he said carefully, “what happened to you exactly?”
The room fell silent again, but this time the silence was because everyone was interested in the answer to his question.
Even Gabriel, who hadn’t asked that question yet-looked at her curiously, his brows drawn tight.
“Someone attacked me,” Isla said finally. Her voice was steady, but cold. “And that person wasn’t Grandfather.”
Gabriel’s eyes widened. He stood abruptly, his body tense. “What are you saying? I thought… I thought he put you under stress, and then you collapsed on your way out?”
Isla shook her head slowly. “No. Somebody else attacked me,” she repeated. “Someone who didn’t want me to have the child.”
Charles also stood, his expression shifting instantly from confusion to alarm. “Then who?” he demanded. “Who is that person?”
Isla looked up, meeting her father’s eyes. And then Gabriel’s.
Her lips trembled as she spoke. “It was Anna,” she said quietly.
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