Chapter 820

Isabella's POV

My phone vibrated in my pocket, breaking through my thoughts. I pulled it out, my eyes narrowing as I saw the name on the screen. Detective James. One of my spies.

I answered the call, my voice clipped. “What is it?”

“He just stopped at a jewelry store,” James reported, his voice calm, professional. “Bought a lot of expensive gold jewelry. All for women.”

The world spun around me, my heart plummeting into my stomach. Jewelry. For women. But not for me. Not once did he say anything about buying me gifts. 

Not once did he mention surprising me with jewelry.

I felt the blood drain from my face, my hands shaking as realization dawned on me. It was for her. The woman who called him baby. The woman who was waiting for him in Puerto Rico.

Jealousy flooded through me, hot and consuming, blinding me with rage. I clenched my fists, my entire body trembling as I fought the urge to scream. 

How could he? H