CHAPTER 88: CHAPTER 88 HE IS HERE!

Isabella’s hair was already soaked, and raindrops dripped down her beautiful chin one by one.

She looked at Ella, who had never shown such helplessness and fear before, her face resuming its calm and icy demeanor: "If they were truly murdered, the person you should blame the most is yourself, Ella! It’s you who personally led him into the house!"

Ella, upon hearing the last sentence, collapsed completely into the rainwater.

Her face was filled with remorse: "Isabella, I was wrong! I didn’t expect it to be like this. Aunt said that my cousin’s treatment was going well, but I didn’t expect his condition to worsen! I beg you, marry Alexander Parker, I don’t want to die! Please save me!"

She reached out, frantically pulling at Isabella’s coat, pleading incoherently, dirtying Isabella’s only coat.

Isabella pulled her coat out of Ella’s grasp, calm and indifferent: "The situation is still unclear, it’s too early to draw conclusions now. Alexander’s condition has indeed improved; his self-control has gotten much better. You should go directly to your uncle’s house and find out if it was really him."

Ella instantly screamed: "Isabella, are you even human! Mom and Dad are missing, might even be killed, and you haven’t shed a single tear. You want me to go to the Parker family and die? You are cold-hearted, the family wasted its effort raising you! I am at fault, but the most ruthless person is you; if you hadn’t fled the marriage, Mom and Dad wouldn’t be in trouble! You owe me Mom and Dad’s lives!"

Isabella indeed couldn’t shed a tear.

She felt no familial bond with anyone in that family, in a way, they were even enemies. The possibility of Christopher and his wife being harmed only shocked her due to Alexander’s ruthlessness, not out of sorrow.

Moreover, she felt that Christopher and his wife were probably not dead, as Ella said. With Christopher’s cautiousness, he would have surely prepared a backup plan to guard against Alexander, not letting him succeed easily.

Ryan from the Parker family wasn’t just decoration, he wouldn’t allow his son to take the lives of his sister and brother-in-law.

Back then, even if Alexander wanted to harm her, Ryan tried his best to protect her. Every time Alexander hurt her, Ryan would beat his son, among the Parker and Weaver family, Ryan was the most sensible person.

Ella cried too early.

Just as Isabella was about to say something, she saw a green silhouette approaching unhurriedly from not far away.

Tall, slender, and elegant.

Isabella’s body stiffened slightly, while next to her, Ella shrieked in fear: "Ah! He’s here! He’s here! He’s here to kill me! Isabella, save me!"

Among the people they knew, only Alexander consistently wore green. It wasn’t because he liked it, but because his psychologist said this color was the most helpful in stabilizing emotions. The Parker family had prepared clothes of this color for him, even his room was softly green.

The figure in the rain gradually became clearer, revealing Alexander’s handsome face.

"Cousin."

His voice was slightly hoarse, eyes filled with red lines, wearing only thin clothes, looking utterly exhausted.

"Finally found you, come home with me, cousin."

Ella hid behind Isabella, suddenly pushing her forcefully.

Isabella nearly fell into Alexander’s embrace, luckily she was prepared and managed to steady herself.

She pointed at Ella: "Your cousin says you want to kill her."

Alexander gazed at her gently for a long time, seemingly filled with longing, before turning his gaze to Ella: "Big cousin."