“Yay!” Liam squealed with pure joy.

He held his ice cream like it was the most precious thing in the world.

Each lick was savored slowly.

His eyes sparkled with absolute delight.

Isabella watched her son find happiness in such a simple treat.

Her heart swelled with warmth and affection.

“Mommy, look!” Liam suddenly pointed toward the television in the hospital lobby. “That man!”

The screen showed a live press conference for Blackwood Enterprises.

Ethan stood on the platform, addressing the media in a perfectly tailored suit.

He looked as commanding and handsome as ever.

Isabella’s heart tightened.

Memories of yesterday came rushing back.

All her earlier joy was replaced by bitter resentment.

She turned away from the screen.

She couldn’t let Liam see her pain.

At that same moment, Sophia was limping out of the emergency area.

She had been forced to walk down the mountain in her heels after Ethan abandoned her.

Her feet were covered in cuts and blisters.

She had no choice but to seek treatment.

“Damn that Isabella! Why does she keep showing up?” Sophia muttered under her breath.

She spotted Isabella and Liam in the distance.

Her anger flared all over again.

Before she could act, her phone rang.

“Sophia, come to Blackwood Estate for dinner tonight. Arthur is hosting a family gathering,” Victoria said kindly.

“Of course! I’ll be there,” Sophia replied, forcing cheerfulness.

After hanging up, she shot one last seething glare toward Isabella.

Then she limped out of the hospital.

Sophia was determined to make a good impression tonight.

Winning Arthur’s approval would significantly raise her social status.

Isabella waited until Liam finished his ice cream.

Then they left the hospital hand in hand.

They reached the entrance just as a sleek black Maybach pulled up in front of them.

Isabella instinctively stepped in front of Liam, shielding him from view.

The car window rolled down.

Ethan’s handsome face appeared.

The sight of him made all her anger and frustration surge.

His interference for Sophia yesterday was still painfully fresh in her mind.

But she couldn’t blame him.

They were a couple, after all.

“Get in,” Ethan ordered in his usual domineering tone.

Isabella gritted her teeth.

She took a sharp breath. “What do you want, Mr. Blackwood?” she asked coldly.

Ethan’s brows furrowed.

He disliked her attitude immensely. “My grandfather wants you to come for dinner.”

Isabella froze.

Three years had passed.

She wondered how Arthur was doing.

The old man had always treated her well.

He cherished her like his own granddaughter.

Isabella felt her heart soften slightly.