After I Stopped Loving Him novel Chapter 617

Before Isabella could even get a word out, Ethan lifted his hand, looking like he might slap Sophia. He stopped himself at the last second. No matter how mad he got, he really did care about his little sister.

“This has nothing to do with Isabella. And if you say another bad word about her, don’t blame me for what happens next.”

Sophia flinched as soon as she saw Ethan’s hand in the air, arms flying up to shield her head. She peeked through her fingers when she realized he wasn’t actually going to hit her.

Still, Ethan’s words stung. She glared at him, voice full of hurt. “I’m just worried about you. I’m trying to look out for you, and here you are, taking her side. You don’t care about me anymore. You only care about Isabella now.”

Jennifer noticed the bruises on Ethan’s face and frowned. “Ethan, what happened to you?”

“It’s nothing. Harold and I drank too much last night. We got carried away, ended up sparring, and neither of us was gentle about it. That’s all.”

Jennifer glanced at Isabella. Isabella didn’t react at all. She didn’t seem the least bit concerned about Ethan’s face. Jennifer couldn’t help but sigh quietly.

Isabella really had moved on. She was done with Ethan, and it showed.

The divorce was still in progress, but Ethan clearly didn’t want it. He was desperate to patch things up, but after how badly he’d lied to her, there was no way she’d ever trust him again.

No wonder Ethan was drinking so much these days.

Still, Jennifer couldn’t help but feel it was strange. Ethan had been drunk before, but this was the first time he’d ended up fighting Harold. She mulled it over for a moment, then let it go. “You should put some ointment on those bruises. They’ll heal faster.”

Sophia tried to stop him, but it was too late.

Ethan swallowed and looked at Sophia. “Tastes normal. Nothing wrong with it.”

He took another sip, then one more, and finally set the cup down. “It’s just regular coffee. There’s nothing weird about it.”

“You’re just saying that because you’re on her side. The coffee is bad, it tastes totally off,” Sophia insisted, though her voice trembled a little. Her heart pounded. What if something happened to Ethan? Natalie never told her exactly what would happen to whoever drank it.

Jennifer squeezed Sophia’s hand. “Sophia, if Ethan says the coffee is fine, then it’s fine. He’s the pickiest coffee drinker I know. He barely ever likes anyone’s coffee.” She tugged Sophia gently. “Come on, let’s go home.”