Izabella awoke to find a Post-it note on her nightstand.
“Breakfast is in the kitchen, remember to eat.”
A small smile formed on Izabella's face as she read the note. The house was silent, indicating that Casey had already left. She didn't know when he had come home back or when he had left that morning.
She got out of bed and walked into the bathroom to freshen up. As she was about to turn on the faucet, she froze when she saw something on her ring finger. It was a diamond ring, neither too big nor too small, just the right size to make her forget its existence.
The design of the engagement ring was simple, but a closer look revealed its intricate craftsmanship.
Casey had prepared the ring a long time ago for a proposal that never happened. They ended up getting married without a formal proposal.
Izabella felt a rush of warmth as she pictured Casey, who was back home late at night and carefully slipped the ring onto her finger while she slept.
Feeling cheerful, she tidied up the room and headed downstairs to the kitchen. The breakfast Casey had prepared for her was kept warm, and she found it to be a selection of her favourite classic American breakfast items - pancakes, scrambled eggs, bacon and toast.
Izabella didn’t feel quite hungry, so she only had a little of each and stored the rest in the fridge. She could eat them for lunch or even the next morning, they wouldn't go bad.
The morning news was playing on the TV in the living room. Izabella multitasked, washing dishes while listening to the news. When the news mentioned the Windham Group being investigated, she paused for a moment before resuming her task.
The Windham Group was under sudden investigation, and all of its top executives were taken away for questioning. What's more, there were whispers of illegal contraband smuggling, elevating it to an international case.
In the midst of this chaos, the CEO of the Windham Group, Brett, had gone missing. There had been no news from him since the company's lockdown.
Izabella was too preoccupied with her own troubles to worry about Brett. If the investigation found anything incriminating, Brett would be like a rat running from a cat.
At nine in the morning, Izabella was on her way to work when she received a call from Bunny, who wanted to meet her.
“Bella, do you have time today? How about we have lunch together, just the two of us?”
Knowing it wouldn’t just be a simple lunch, Izabella agreed. Part of the reason the Dempsey Group was in crisis was because of her, and she felt a responsibility she couldn't shake off.
"I'm at the hospital right now, in Mr. Beck's room."
Bunny had chosen a restaurant not far from the hospital. Izabella parked her car in the hospital parking lot and sent a text to Casey, letting him know she was going to have lunch with Bunny near the hospital.
As she was about to call Bunny, she spotted her coming out of the hospital. Izabella put away her phone and walked over to meet her.
"Mrs. Dempsey," she waved.
Bunny turned to look at Izabella, her gaze lingering on the ring on Izabella's finger.
"You're married to Casey now, why are you still calling me Mrs. Dempsey? Just call me Bunny."
Izabella hesitated for a moment, not totally ready for the change of her identity. But finally she managed to greet, “Bunny.”
Bunny smiled.
She lightly patted Izabella's hand, "Once we get past this crisis, you two will have a proper wedding ceremony. Even if the Dempsey family is not as wealthy as before, we can't skimp on your wedding."
Feeling guilty, Izabella shook her head and held Bunny's hand gently, "We can have a simple dinner instead. A wedding ceremony is not necessary."
"That's nonsense, Bella. A wedding is an important event for a woman. You're marrying into the Dempsey family. We can't let you miss out on having a wedding."
Seeing no way out, Izabella nodded.
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