Fated Marriage Spoiled by My Ice Billionaire novel Chapter 54

Damian and Brian, in the car, couldn't help but laugh. They paused their discussion to listen in on Ashley and Isabelle's conversation.

"Can't you just... avoid him?" Ashley offered as advice.

"But I like him too..." Isabelle replied, sounding even more pitiful.

Ashley fell silent as if she'd been gagged.

"Ms. Debose, you like Mr. Cross too, right?!" Isabelle suddenly perked up.

Ashley blushed, too embarrassed to admit it.

"Almost every woman at our company has a thing for Mr. Cross. It's totally normal! We even have a little fan group for him. Want me to add you? We can share some tips," Isabelle said slyly.

A faint smile touched Damian's lips. Brian was trying not to laugh out loud. The portly driver up front, listening through a translation app, let out a hearty chuckle.

"Isabelle," Ashley cut in urgently, "aren't you afraid his wife will find out?"

"Let her find out," Isabelle sighed, laying on the helpless act for Ashley's benefit. "The thing is, Mr. Cross likes me. And get this—his wife likes me too! He's so annoying, always chasing after me. What am I supposed to do?"

"His wife likes you too?!" Ashley sounded genuinely shocked.

Her mind must have jumped to a conclusion: Damian and his wife had a bad marriage. He liked Isabelle but couldn't make it public, so they snuck around. And his wife actually wanted to set them up.

Ashley seemed to leave in a huff, thoroughly confused. But she stayed perfectly composed, every movement showing the expected poise.

Isabelle stood there for a good while before she suddenly remembered—she was still on the phone with Damian.

She stared at the screen, still lit up with "Honey." Her heart dropped. "You... you heard all that?"

"Professor Foster, you should come back and finish the lecture. I'd also like to hear these 'tips,'" Damian's voice came through, laced with amusement.

A wave of laughter erupted from the car speakers.

Since when did he become so—

Isabelle hurriedly ended the call.

*****

Back inside the car, Brian sat in the passenger seat.

"Was she giving you a hard time?" Damian asked, a trace of a smile still on his face.

Isabelle shot him a glare. "It's all your fault, with your endless fan club. Now I have to clean up your mess."

After handling Gary and Nicole, she thought she could finally settle into their quiet, secret marriage. But no—being with him meant endless drama like this. Dealing with jealous women was way more trouble than dealing with men.

Isabelle was totally fed up with Gary. Though, Damian's work is a bit sloppy. Should've broken his leg to keep him from running around.

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