Focus on Revenge A Photographer’s Killer Shot novel Chapter 38

On the other end of the line, Vincent paused for a moment before asking, “Why did you move out?”

Isolde figured he asked because he’d already left her the Moonlight Villa. In his mind, there was no need for her to move.

“I don’t intend to keep the Moonlight Villa,” she replied calmly, then added, “I’ve taken what I need. The rest–you can do whatever you want

with it.”

“You’ve really decided?” Vincent’s voice remained indifferent. “The agreement can still be revised. If you have any terms, just let me know.”

“No need. Let’s stick to this version.”

Isolde was simply too tired–she didn’t want to keep dragging herself through the emotional wreckage of this marriage.

Even her own mother thought Vincent and Doris were a perfect match. Her presence in this marriage had always been an embarrassment, a pathetic joke.

Besides, with the scandal five years ago, how could someone like her ever be worthy of the Williams heir?

Vincent didn’t respond.

The silence between them stretched for more than half a minute.

Isolde asked, “When are you available to finalize the divorce?”

“You’re in such a rush?”

That surprised Isolde.

Was Vincent not?

He’d already made his relationship with Doris public. Wasn’t he afraid that dragging out the divorce would eventually lead to a media scandal that would tarnish his precious actress fiancée?

Or… did he have something else in mind?

But regardless of his thoughts or plans, Isolde just wanted to end this warped, one–sided marriage as soon as possible.

“The sooner, the better–for both of us,” she said coldly.

On the other end, Vincent let out a quiet “Mm.”

“Then tomorrow morning,

10:30 AM.

Isolde had been waiting at the district court for two hours.

Vincent still hadn’t shown up,

She called him three times. No answer.

Her patience was wearing dangerously thin.

Just as she was about to dial a fourth time, Vincent’s name popped up on her screen.

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She answered instantly, her tone laced with restrained fury.

“Vincent, are you coming or not?”

“I’m at the hospital,” Vincent’s voice was as calm and cold as ever.

“Rowan’s throwing a tantrum. He says he wants to see you and won’t calm down. Come to the hospital first.”

“It’s already ten thirty. Can’t you come here first so we can get the divorce-”

The line went dead.

He’d hung up on her.

Isolde stared at her phone’s dark screen, so angry she could hardly breathe.

After a moment of deliberation, she made a decision.

Since he refused to come–she would go and bring him!

Outside Rowan’s hospital room, Isolde knocked gently on the door.

Moments later, the door opened from the inside.

Vincent stood there and greeted her with a mild, “You’re here.”

Isolde gave him a brief glance but didn’t reply.

Vincent wasn’t bothered by her attitude. He simply raised a brow slightly and stepped aside to let her in.

Isolde walked into the room.

On the hospital bed, Rowan had buried himself under the covers.

Vincent closed the door and approached her.

“He said he wants your soup,” Vincent explained. “And he’s upset you haven’t visited him in two days.”

Isolde sighed and walked over, tugging gently at the blanket.

“Rowan.”

The moment he heard her voice, Rowan threw the blanket off with excitement.

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