Chapter 15

“Shut up, Isabella! Remember this—you’re nothing but a plaything. What right do you have to compare yourself to Anna?” Jonathan’s voice was cold, threatening, and laced with malice.

“You’re just a child. I can do whatever I want.”

“Someone take Isabella to the hospital and get rid of the child in her womb!”

Upon hearing this, Isabella panicked. She tightly protected her belly. This was her only chance to keep her life and wealth. She could not abort this child.

Isabella intentionally ran toward the crowd. They would surely save her! They had promised to protect her and stand up for her!

Jonathan waved his hand, signaling his bodyguards to stop and ignore Isabella. He looked at her desperately struggling figure with a cold, ruthless glare, as if she were already dead.

As expected, Isabella fell into greater despair. The people who had been emotionally worked up just moments before now came to their senses. All of this was thanks to Jonathan and the Texas Corporation’s fame. The overwhelming news coverage made Jonathan and the Texas Corporation well-known to almost everyone. Even a child on the street could recognize them.

Then, the crowd's love for Anna became apparent. After all, countless couples had celebrated their love, and many spoke about it when discussing children. When people saw Jonathan and his bodyguards, they instantly recognized him. However, no one expected that Isabella, the popular couple blogger they loved to watch, was actually Jonathan’s mistress!

Immediately, their image of Jonathan shattered. What made them even angrier was that Isabella had used their sympathy to paint Anna as the third party. They had been so trusting of Isabella, standing in front of her to protect her and wanting to speak on her behalf!

The anger in everyone’s hearts grew stronger. How could she exploit their good intentions and deceive them all? The people had been kind to her, and now they were furious.

Isabella’s situation took a turn for the worse. As soon as she lunged forward, she was swarmed by a crowd of people, all eager to vent their anger. They punched and kicked her, hurling insults too vile to repeat. Words like “homewrecker” and “slut” were mild compared to what they were calling her. In their eyes, Isabella and her child deserved nothing good. Most of them were standing up for Anna.

Jonathan watched the unfolding events. He felt it was enough, then slowly walked over and instructed the bodyguards to clear the crowd. He lifted Isabella’s chin with the toe of his shoe and said coldly, “Apologize to Anna on all platforms, admit your wrongs, about the child, cancel your accounts, and never show your face in front of me again!”

He gave Isabella no room to refuse. In front of him, she was always subordinate.

Isabella lay on the ground in a disgraceful position, yet she still clutched her stomach protectively. Even though countless people had beaten her and cursed her just moments ago, she didn’t fight back, keeping her hands firmly on her belly. This was her last hope. As long as the child could be born safely, she still had a chance at survival.