After I Stopped Loving Him (Isabella and Ethan) novel Chapter 1036

Jordan’s face was stormy, dark with anger.

Isabella didn’t bother sitting down again. She just handed him the envelope. “I came to drop this off. Take a good look, figure out who those men are. That’s your job now. Don’t even ask me. I seriously have no clue, and there’s no way I’d help her find that many guys.”

With that, Isabella turned and walked away.

Jordan let her go without a word. When the door closed, he picked up the stack of photos, flipping through them again and again. There was no mistaking it—the woman in them was Natalie. He recognized her diamond ring and the necklace at her throat. The ring was their wedding band, the one she wore every day, and the necklace had been his gift to her.

The men in the pictures never faced the camera. You only saw the side of a face or a back, never a proper shot. But Natalie’s face was right there in every one.

Each photo showed a different man.

Jordan couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

How could she? He could barely contain his fury. She had blamed him for cheating, accused him over and over, when all this time she’d been with who knew how many men herself.

And it wasn’t even on a bed. On the floor, like she couldn’t wait.

Anyone could tell something was off. Even Isabella had noticed—Natalie didn’t look right in those photos. She looked out of it, like she’d been tricked or drugged. But Jordan, blinded by anger, didn’t see it, or else he just didn’t want to.

A husband looking at pictures of his wife with other men… there’s just no way to stay calm. Even if he’d messed up before, he never thought he’d have to accept her with someone else. With so many others.

What really got him was how much Natalie seemed to be enjoying it. That was the part that cut the deepest.

He sat there for several minutes, seething, barely able to breathe.

Jordan stared straight ahead, his voice ice cold. “Why would she be here? We’re basically sworn enemies these days. She probably just drove by, that’s all.”

Natalie looked at him, brow raised. “What’s wrong, honey? Not happy to see me?”

She set down her bag and walked around the desk, sliding easily into his lap like it was the most natural thing in the world. Her arms circled his neck as she leaned in for a kiss.

Jordan turned away, pushing her gently aside. “Natalie, we’re at work. Someone could walk in at any moment—it wouldn’t look good.”

But the second she settled on his lap, all he could see were those photos, those wild, reckless poses. He felt sick, angry all over again.

He never thought twice about sleeping with other women. That never made him feel dirty. But the idea of other men touching Natalie… He couldn’t help it. In his mind, she was tainted. Completely filthy.