Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife (Izzy) novel Chapter 209

Chapter 209 

Chapter 209 

2 days later 

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Izzy moved her bishop across the digital chessboard on the tablet balanced on her knees. She tapped the screen once, then glanced at Liam across the room. 

“Your move.” 

Liam didn’t look up from his phone right away. He was seated by the window, legs crossed, tablet in hand. A moment later, he set it down and stood up. He walked over, sat beside her, and studied the board. 

“You’re not even trying,” she said. He’d spent most of the game on his phone. Izzy hated it—but she understood. Liam had a company to run. Still, he hadn’t left her side since the accident. No matter how many times she told him to go back, he always refused. She stared at him, a mix of frustration and quiet gratitude in her eyes. 

He made his move–queen to h5. “That’s not true. I’m being strategic.” 

Izzy raised an eyebrow, then tapped again. Knight to f6. “Check.” 

Liam leaned back in the chair, eyes still on the board. “I keep forgetting you’re terrifying at this.” 

She let the tablet rest on her lap. “So? What did Mondo find?” 

“Nothing I’m sharing while you’re still technically under observation.” 

“I’m fine,” she said. Aside from a few more bruises and healing cuts, she’s fine. At least that’s what the doctors said. 

“You’re not discharged.” 

Izzy folded her arms. “Liam.” 

He didn’t answer ri 

away. Then he finally spoke. “The shell company we tracked? We found a link between their bank transfers and someone who knew the truck driver. They talked days before the crash. The money moved before that.” 

Her expression didn’t change. “So this wasn’t an accident.” 

“No.” 

She shifted on the bed. “And?” 

“He left the country. Quebec. Mondo has people following the trail now.” 

Izzy looked at the chessboard again, then tapped the screen to end the session. “And Calen?” 

Liam frowned. “Still stirring things. I heard Pamella just canceled the engagement. But he doesn’t seem to care. His team has been making inquiries–legal, and financial. Someone on my end said he’s been trying to build a narrative. He wants to challenge the marriage. Or at least prove it’s void.” 

“On what grounds?” 

“Emotional instability. Coercion. They’re trying to paint you as unfit when you signed the documents.” 

Izzy said nothing. That sounded ridiculous. But most importantly, why is Calen doing this? 

“He’s also meeting with someone from your grandfather’s old circle. Trying to resurrect leverage.” 

“He thinks that’ll work?” she asked. 

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“He thinks he has time,” Liam replied. 

Izzy leaned back against the pillows again, her gaze drifting to the muted television screen. A protest banner still scrolled in the background. 

“You should be at the office,” she said after a moment. “You said it yourself–there’s a board call in two days.” 

“I rescheduled it.” 

“Why?” 

“Because right now, you’re the only thing that matters.” 

Izzy didn’t respond right away. She picked up the tablet again and loaded a new game. She slid a pawn forward. 

“Fine,” she muttered. “But next time, try not to lose in under ten moves.” 

Liam glanced at the board and smiled faintly. Then he mirrored her move. “No promises.” 

Izzy chuckled. She was about to make her move when there was a sudden knock on the door. The two knew that it wasn’t the doctor’s turn to come, so Liam answered. “Come in.” 

Mondo walked in, his expression grave. “Mr. Horvath… we have news.” 

“What is it?” Liam asked. 

“Old Mr. Horvath is… he was just rushed to the hospital.” 

Both Izzy and Liam’s faces darkened. 

“Which hospital?” Izzy was already sitting on her bed, but Liam quickly stopped her. 

“You are staying.” 

“What do you mean by that?” Izzy’s expression turned ugly. “Liam–this is–it’s your grandfather and I–we have to see him.” 

“You are still recovering,” he said, his voice cold. He took his phone and placed it in his pocket. “You are to stay here until you recover.” 

“Liam-” 

“Izzy, you almost died,” Liam said. “You are lucky to have survived that crash. I am not taking any chances.” 

“Liam, that’s your grandfather. How could you-” 

“Izzy…” he interrupted her as he sat on the bed. “I’ll keep you updated.” 

Liam placed one hand on Izzy’s knee, the other reaching for the tablet she’d been gripping. He set it on the bedside table, then turned back to face her. 

“My grandfather’s strong,” he said. “He’s been through worse. He’ll be fine.” 

Izzy didn’t look convinced. Her mouth opened again, clearly ready to argue, but Liam beat her to it. 

“You still haven’t been cleared. The doctors said your vitals are stable, but they want to run two more tests before signi Until then, you’re not going anywhere. You need rest, not another emotional crash.” 

“I’m not fragile,” she snapped.. 

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