Chapter 449 You Actually Hit Me!
Zander sneered: "I can barely take care of myself now, how could I possibly save you?"
Isabella, who had been waiting expectantly for Zander to rescue her: "......"
Her eyes widened in shock, finding it hard to believe: "Zander, how can you treat me like this? You said you would protect me for the rest of my life......"
"I did say that, but what about you? When you went to the Martinez family's birthday party, did you ever think about my feelings?" Zander had been holding back his frustration for a while.
In all his years, he had never suffered such humiliation.
Now, because of Isabella, the Stewart Group was gone too.
The other members of the Stewart family had just heard about this and called him one after another.
The endless cursing and mockery nearly drowned him, making him question whether keeping Isabella around was a mistake in the first place.
Now hearing Isabella's accusations made his anger flare up even more.
Isabella was stunned by his words, too guilty to speak: "I, I......"
Zander cut her off impatiently: "Forget it, I won't hold the past against you anymore. You're on your own now."
This was the last bit of dignity Zander could give Isabella.
After all, Isabella was someone he had deeply loved, and he ultimately couldn't be completely heartless.
Two years ago, for the sake of the Stewart family, he had already given up on Isabella once.
This time, he felt even more guilty.
But he had no other choice.
With his current financial resources and capabilities, there was no way he could get Isabella out of the police station.
Although what Isabella did this time was too much, in his heart he still held onto the last bit of positive feelings for her.
But what he didn't expect was that this last bit of goodwill would soon be completely shattered.
After returning to the Stewart family, Nora walked up to him in panic and asked: "Is what they're saying in the news true? Did you really sell the Stewart family business?"
Zander was exhausted and gave a perfunctory response, wanting to go back to his room to rest.
However, Nora's expression suddenly changed drastically: "Was it that little bitch Isabella who caused this? I told you long ago she was no good, but you wouldn't listen......"
"Mom, stop talking about it. It's all in the past."
Zander irritably interrupted her and was about to go upstairs, but Nora grabbed him.
"Who says it's in the past? Take a good look at these things!"
"What is this?" Zander doubtfully took what Nora handed him and opened it to look.
At first, he didn't pay much attention—now that the Stewart family had fallen to this state, could there be anything worse?
But it turned out—yes, there could be!
After seeing what was inside, Zander's pupils suddenly contracted, his eyes full of disbelief.
"This, how is this possible!?"
Nora sneered coldly, trembling with anger: "The facts are right here! Isabella is just a shameless slut, only you treated her like treasure!"
What Zander held was a stack of photos.
Judging by the angles, they must have been taken secretly.
In the photos, Isabella was being intimate with several young men, their behavior very close.
Some showed them directly kissing in public, with men's large hands groping her inappropriately.
Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes seductive. She appeared shy, but couldn't hide the lewdness in her nature.
Simply... shameless!
The most excessive photo showed Isabella half-undressed, having sex with a man in a car.
Even though the distance was far and the photo was blurry, Zander knew clearly that this woman was definitely Isabella.
Because not long ago, they had also tried having sex in a car, and even the position was exactly the same.
Zander suddenly felt his stomach churning and couldn't help but retch.
He clenched his teeth tightly, his hands balled into fists from anger.
The photos crumpled in his hands, showing the rage in his heart.
He now even wanted to tear Isabella to pieces.
If Isabella weren't at the police station right now, he would want to go find her immediately and ask her why she did this.
Wasn't he good to her?
Why did she betray him?
Nora was startled by Zander's fierce expression and nervously asked: "Zander, are you okay? You're not too shocked, are you?"
Zander came to his senses and slowly shook his head: "I'm fine."
Only he knew that even though he appeared calm on the surface, his heart was already in turmoil.
He picked up the photos that had scattered on the floor and quickly ran out.
Nora kept calling his name, but he acted as if he didn't hear, running out like a madman.
On the other side, Isabella hung up the phone and slumped into a chair, her heart ice-cold.
She never expected Zander to be so useless!
He couldn't even do such a small thing as getting her out of here—what a waste!
Thinking about how she had slept with him so many times recently, worked hard to please him, and got nothing in return, she felt frustrated.
If it weren't for their past relationship, she wouldn't even look at Zander.
Isabella wanted to call Bodhi again.
But last time she called, Bodhi had coldly and cruelly told her to get lost, and she still felt chilled thinking about it.
Bodhi had truly given up on her, with no room for negotiation.
She quickly thought through her options but realized she had no one she could use now.
With Benjamin's methods, he definitely wouldn't let her off easily.
Two years ago, she could get out of here purely by borrowing the Smith family's influence.
But now, the Smith family would never help her.
Isabella was taken back and sat in the corner, lost in thought.
At this moment, a police officer suddenly called her name, saying someone was here to see her.
Hope immediately rose in her heart, and under the envious and jealous gazes of her cellmates, she quickly walked out.
She knew it—someone would definitely come to save her!
She would never stay with these criminals!
Thinking she was about to leave, Isabella got carried away and gave the other inmates in her cell a contemptuous and disdainful look.
It made everyone furious.
But Isabella didn't expect that when she came out, what greeted her wasn't a warm embrace.
But a hard fist.
Men's strength was naturally greater, and Zander's punch directly knocked her face to the side.
Blood seeped from her gums, the metallic taste spreading between her lips and teeth.
Her frame was already thin, and being unprepared, her body fell straight to the ground.
Isabella covered her burning face and looked up at the person in disbelief.
"Zander, you hit me? You actually hit me?"
She cursed inwardly—had Zander gone crazy? How could he hit her so hard!
Zander's sudden action caught the attention of the police, and his arms were restrained.
Hearing Isabella's words, he sneered: "I hit you, and that's exactly what you deserve! You shameless slut!"
Isabella was stunned, not understanding why Zander would say such things to her.
Tears instantly gathered in her eyes as she accused him pitifully: "Zander, I don't know what you're talking about."