After I Stopped Loving Him (Isabella and Ethan) novel Chapter 1015

“And this so-called punishment of yours? A few days locked up, a little starvation, a couple slaps, no spending money. You didn’t even leave a mark on her.”

“I wanted her gone. If she died, you’d finally go back to giving me all your love, just like it used to be.”

Ethan couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He stared at Natalie, like he was seeing her for the first time.

All because he’d shown a little kindness to Isabella, Natalie wanted her dead? Isabella was his wife.

He’d lied to Isabella, toyed with her feelings, and barely tried to make it right. For Natalie, he divorced her, did everything Natalie wanted. He’d made sure Isabella left empty-handed.

He never realized he was sending Isabella straight into hell.

Natalie’s obsession was unreal.

In a rush of memories, he saw Isabella’s face in every fight she ever had with Natalie. Every time, he picked at Isabella, blamed her for everything, never once believing her side. Isabella would cry and shout that he was blind, that he always took Natalie’s word for it, swallowed every lie, and couldn’t even see he was being played.

She told him straight up that, for all his business smarts, he was clueless about people. He couldn’t even figure out if Natalie was real or fake.

She said Natalie wasn’t the saint she pretended to be, Natalie was the nastiest, most two-faced woman in Cabinda.

Isabella had been right about all of it.

He really had been blind. He’d judged Natalie all wrong. His favoritism and that stubborn love for Natalie, his habit of spoiling her, all of it had blown up and destroyed them both—Natalie and Isabella.

It was on him.

He was the one who had truly ruined Isabella, the one who made it all happen.

Jordan walked in with the police behind him.

Jordan was Natalie’s husband, and he’d turned her in himself. Stephanie and Ethan had security camera screenshots from the Lane house, which gave the butler enough courage to finally speak up. He admitted he had seen Natalie push Cynthia off the rooftop.

He said two of the maids had seen it too.

The truth was, most of the other maids hadn’t caught the actual moment. They’d just rushed over once Cynthia was already on the ground.

But Natalie, paranoid as ever, thought everyone had witnessed what happened.

She almost took matters into her own hands and silenced them for good. If she hadn’t been worried that killing so many people at once would bring even more questions, she might’ve done it right after Cynthia died.

Natalie always told herself the staff was loyal, that they’d only ever listen to her as long as she kept a close watch on them. She never missed a chance to hint about their families, saying things that sounded innocent but weren’t.

If anyone breathed a word about what happened, she’d made it clear—she’d go after them and everyone they loved.