Chapter 26: Burning Bridges After Crossing
It must be said that Master Windsor’s countenance today was markedly brighter than yesterday, a boon credited entirely to Isabella.
Naturally, his fondness for his
prospective granddaughter–in–law had deepened.
His gaze wandered over Isabella’s figure, lingering momentarily with a pronounced cheerfulness.
“When will you bless me with a great–grandchild to dote on? It would
save me the envy of those old
codgers always flaunting their little
ones.”
Isabella, catching the hopeful look in Master Windsor’s eyes, found herself momentarily unable to reveal the
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truth to the elderly man.
Oblivious to her turmoil, Master Windsor gestured to a servant, who
promptly presented a finely crafted sandalwood box.
He didn’t open it immediately but caressed it gently, as if lost in reminiscence.
“This belonged to Alexander’s
grandmother. She left it for the
future bride. It seems it has found its
purpose.”
Isabella paused, hesitating as she took in the object offered by Master Windsor. It was clear he genuinely cared for her–a celebrated general and a high–ranking official from a prominent family–and he held no prejudice against her origins.
“Master Windsor, I am not…”
“Take it. If it turns out that you and
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Alexander are not meant to be,
consider it a parting gift from me.” His words were laden with meaning, bringing tears to Isabella’s eyes.
Such a venerable man, yet burdened with a grandson like Alexander!
Alexander sat quietly to the side, biting back his words. Well, as long as Master Windsor was happy.
Isabella bowed deeply to Master Windsor before accepting the gift and leaving with Alexander.
Cecilia, standing behind Master Windsor, was visibly upset. “Grandfather, do you really want Alex to marry such a woman?”
Master Windsor, as if not hearing her, trembled slightly as he held his cup. “Cecilia, she reminds me of your grandmother.
If only she hadn’t passed so early,
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she would have adored this girl…”
Cecilia remained silent. Her grandmother was a figure absent. from her memories, only brought to
life through her grandfather’s
occasional reminiscences–a woman
of dazzling presence.
How could Isabella be compared to
her?
Not long after their car left the military compound, Alexander
suddenly spoke up. “Stop the car.”
Sebastian, puzzled, brought the car to a halt. Alexander turned to Isabella, his face an emotionless mask, and coldly instructed, “Get
out.”
Isabella was momentarily stunned. Was this what they called burning bridges after crossing?
“Alexander, what are you implying?
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We’re dozens of kilometers from the
city center. It’s impossible to hail a
cab here. Do you expect me to walk back?”
“You’ve done me a favor, and I’ve fulfilled my promise not to demolish the orphanage. We’re even now. You’re free to leave.”
Isabella was left speechless by his
audacious logic.
Biting back her frustration and clutching the gift from Master
Windsor, she held her tongue.
No sooner had she exited the vehicle than Alexander’s car sped off, leaving her standing alone.
Fuming, Isabella cursed under her breath. Used and discarded just like that, Alexander had truly outdone himself.
The area was so remote that even
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getting a signal on her phone was a struggle. After several attempts, she finally managed to connect with
Maxwell.
To her surprise, Maxwell arrived in
less than five minutes.
As soon as he stepped out of the car, he cast a menacing glance towards the Military Base Residential
Complex in the distance and clenched his teeth in anger, “Miss, did that bastard Alexander do something to you? I’ll take care of him right now!”
