After I Stopped Loving Him novel Chapter 1162

"Harold, York doesn't actually like me. Whatever stunts he pulls in the future, it's solely to sabotage our relationship. Don't let him mess with your head."

Isabella was terrified that York's twisted games would eventually plant seeds of doubt in Harold's mind.

Right now, Harold trusted her implicitly.

But over time, if people kept whispering rumors in his ear, his resolve might waver, leading to suspicion and misunderstandings.

That was how so many relationships died. They started out bulletproof, but under relentless sabotage by manipulative outsiders, someone would eventually crack and start doubting the other.

Harold immediately replied, "I would never doubt you, Isabella. I can tell York isn't genuinely interested in you. We're both men; I have at least that much intuition."

"No matter what anyone says, I will always trust you, and you have to always trust me. We need to rely on each other. If there's ever friction, we communicate and solve it immediately. We don't let it fester overnight, because that's when misunderstandings breed."

"We're going to spend the rest of our lives together. If your rival tries to feed you lies about me, don't listen to them either."

Isabella smiled warmly. "I promise. I have complete faith in your character."

She had known this man across two lifetimes; his integrity was unquestionable.

Her actual concern was his social circle—people who didn't know her well, or his elders who might easily swallow toxic rumors.

That was her true fear.

A marriage without the blessing of the family elders rarely lasted, a bitter reality Isabella had already tasted.

The elevator reached the ground floor, and the two walked out of the hotel, leaving together.

Back in the penthouse suite, York sat in absolute silence for ten minutes before summoning a bodyguard.

"Boss."

The man stepped inside, approaching him with deep respect.

He already favored his new wife. With a few sweet words, the chances of him reneging on his promise were incredibly high. Natalie had endured the agony of a miscarriage; she refused to suffer for nothing. She needed tangible compensation.

Once the bodyguard hung up, Natalie tossed her phone onto the bed.

Suffering two miscarriages in just six months had taken a brutal toll on her body. She could feel the lingering weakness. Even now, she suffered from frequent dizzy spells, a direct result of massive blood loss.

She spent every day confined to her bed, not even allowed downstairs. She needed strict rest and was consuming expensive wellness hampers daily.

The Gates Family had also sent over a mountain of premium supplements.

Her mother had held her hand, offering endless words of advice.

Natalie had successfully weaponized this miscarriage to strike a devastating blow against Deborah and her family, stripping away their arrogance. She had also secured massive leverage for Jordan, who in turn promised he would never divorce her.

He had also sworn they would have children in the future, assuring her he would never seek out mistresses or father illegitimate heirs.