After I Stopped Loving Him novel Chapter 1041

If Natalie hurt Isabella, she would never get away with it. And if Isabella ended up suffering the same tragedy as before, she might not make it out alive this time.

He had three people he wanted payback from: Ethan, Isabella, and Natalie. None of them deserved a happy ending.

If Isabella met the same awful fate again, Ethan would completely lose it. That would be the best revenge of all.

As for Harold, he was never supposed to be involved. He got his heart broken and lost the woman he loved by accident. But what could he say? Harold was the one who fell for Isabella.

Natalie sank back into the armchair, her mind spinning.

Isabella had gotten those photos from York—photos of her enemy. Anyone with half a brain would know exactly what Isabella would do with them.

On her way to the office, Natalie had seen Isabella’s car parked outside.

She had asked Jordan if Isabella had been there. He said no.

He had lied.

Isabella definitely went to The Lane Group and gave Jordan those photos.

Isabella...

No wonder Jordan started questioning her. No wonder he doubted whether the baby was really his.

It was Isabella.

Jordan saw those photos. He knew she wasn’t “clean,” that she’d been with other men. But he didn’t know the truth. She’d been drugged and set up. It had never been her choice.

When she realized what had happened, she wished she was dead.

“It’s not like it’s that simple,” Natalie muttered. “Isabella has people backing her up now. She’s not some helpless pushover anymore. When Dave brought a crew to kidnap her and Ethan, she actually fought their way out. They held on until the police arrived.”

She wanted to scream at him, but she had no power here, and he loved every second of it.

This drama was just getting more and more entertaining for him.

Natalie grabbed the wine bottle out of his hand. Forget the glass. She took a long, hard drink, draining almost the whole thing.

She had already decided. She was never keeping this baby.

It didn’t matter if it was Jordan’s or someone else’s—she couldn’t go through with it. If the baby wasn’t Jordan’s, she couldn’t live with the shame. If it was, Jordan would still never look at her the same way, not after knowing what had happened. He’d see her as tainted, and he’d hate the child too.

Why bring a child into that kind of life? Why let it suffer because of her mistakes?

“If you’ve got nothing else to say, get out. Don’t come looking for me so easily ever again. If anyone finds out we’re in touch, Natalie, you’re finished.”

York’s voice was soft, almost teasing, but the warning was ice-cold.