Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon novel Chapter 482

Fidelia had always known—Isabel was anything but genuine.

Now, no matter what Isabel said, Fidelia was convinced she was lying through her teeth.

Isabel could feel Fidelia’s stare, but when she looked over, her face was the picture of innocence. She hesitated as if desperate to mend the rift between them, but too lost for words to try.

Anyone who didn’t know her might almost feel sorry for her.

Fidelia couldn’t stand it anymore. She’d never been one to hold her tongue or hide her feelings. Storming up to Isabel, she forced her to meet her gaze and demanded, “Isabel, how long are you going to keep up this act? You’re just using everyone’s sympathy to get what you want, aren’t you?”

Isabel recoiled as if frightened. “Fidelia, I honestly don’t know what you’re talking about. What goal could I possibly have? If I really wanted to play the victim, I’d just come right out and ask for help. Why would I distance myself from you all instead?”

Her eyes brimmed with tears, her voice trembling as she said, “From the very start, I told you—I don’t want you to feel guilty, and I don’t want you to feel responsible for me. This is just fate, something I brought upon myself. It has nothing to do with any of you.”

Fidelia scoffed, “And you’re saying all this just so everyone will pity you, right? To pull at their heartstrings?”

Isabel’s expression crumpled further. “No, that’s not true! You’ve already made up your mind about me, so nothing I say will ever sound right to you. I don’t even want to explain anymore. No matter what I say, you’ll never believe me. So just go. All of you—just leave me alone.”

“You—” Fidelia was furious, ready to snap back, but Lindy stepped in and gently pulled her aside.

“That’s enough, Fidelia. She’s upset enough as it is. Don’t make things worse,” Lindy said quietly.

Fidelia turned on her, exasperated. “Aunt Lindy, please—don’t let her fool you! She’s a master at pretending to be helpless. She’s faking it!”

Lindy patted Fidelia’s shoulder in reassurance. “Sweetheart, you’re a little worked up right now. Why don’t you head home and let me handle things from here?”

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