Chapter 21 Billionaire's Scandal

Max shut the door behind him, his body tense but his heart lighter than it had been in months. The weight of the truth still pressed on him, but for the first time, it wasn’t suffocating.
Across the living room, Isabella sat curled up on the couch, a book in her lap and a warm glow from the fireplace illuminating her delicate features. Her long black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and one hand rested gently on her stomach.
She looked up as he entered, her emerald-green eyes meeting his. There was no anger between them. No resentment. Just quiet understanding.