Isabella shook her head continuously, crying out, "That jerk William, that bad William... He clearly wanted to win back my cousin, but he didn't do anything, and now he's gone back to Paris. What a scoundrel, a scoundrel!!"
After Mia's divorce from William, Isabella had never said a bad word about him.
Mia's heart was moved by Isabella's words, but the pain had already numbed her when she found out William had left.
She gently lifted Isabella's head and wiped away the tears from her face, giving her a faint smile. "Be good. While I'm away, you need to take good care of Mom for me..."
Isabella nodded while crying, "Cousin, don't worry. I'll take good care of Aunt..."
She nodded in satisfaction and then hugged Isabella. "Wishing you a happy marriage."
That night, she and her mother sat together leaning against the headboard.
Her mother couldn't bear to sleep because she was leaving early the next morning, and her mother wouldn't see her for a long time.
