Chapter 517

Isabella’s POV

The thought sent a surge of adrenaline through me, and I had to press a hand to my chest to steady my breathing. This was it. This was how I would secure my place in Logan’s life.

But as I continued to watch Jason and Layla, another wave of rage hit me. Why did they get to be happy? Why did they get to play house while I was left fighting to hold onto a man who barely looked at me anymore?

“You don’t deserve this,” I whispered under my breath, my voice trembling with fury. “You don’t deserve him, or that baby.”

I turned away from the window, my mind racing with possibilities. I’d have to be careful, meticulous. One wrong move, and everything could fall apart. But if I played my cards right, I could have everything I ever wanted.

As I walked away from the ward, my thoughts grew darker and more determined. I would make Layla pay for every moment of happiness she had stolen from me. I would make her suffer the w