Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 50: Stirring Up Trouble Right After Leaving the Hosp

Carla Carr questioned her existence, had she really lost her first kiss, saved for twenty years, just like that?

She was stunned for a few seconds before coming back to her senses. Fighting really had no benefits, but she didn’t regret it. If she had to do it again, she would still get into a fight with Peggy Carr and Isabelle Nightingale.

She would harshly beat up those shaless scumbags and cheap won.

But... cleaning toilets, that’s a bit too much, right?!

Admiral, you took soone’s first kiss, and this is how you act?

Alexander Kingsley!!

Carla was so angry her teeth itched, she pulled out her phone and sent a text to Eva Nightingale: [Dear Olivia, sob, sob, I got into a fight at the Sumr Palace today and Alexander Kingsley has imprisoned , I miss you so much!]

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On the other end.

Eva looked at the text, her heart filled with anxiety, frowning. A fight, oh my god, they have more people, if it breaks out, Carla might not co out on top.

Alexander Kingsley is a high-ranking officer, stained with blood. Carla, in his hands, she was really worried about her.

Eva’s face showed so anxiety, she replied: [Carla, I’ll co see you.]

Carla replied instantly: [No need to co see , I wish he’d imprison , so I’d have a good chance to lay under him! Then I’d slap Albert Kingsley across the face, haha, oh by the way, I have good news, Isabelle Nightingale had a miscarriage.]

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anwhile, Ren’ai Hospital.

Isabelle Nightingale had just woken up, her entire body in excruciating pain. The doctor had just said she lost her baby.

"Carla Carr, Eva Nightingale, you two bitches, I’ll skin you alive!" Isabelle gritted her teeth.

Beside her, Violet Hargrove gave a concerned comfort, "Alexis, you just had a miscarriage... you must not get angry, you’ve had an abortion before, if you don’t recuperate well, you’ll beco infertile."

She mustn’t let Benjamin Grant know.

If Benjamin knew she used to have an abortion and had an STD, he’d surely despise her.

Yes, it must be kept a secret.

Isabelle had no choice but to do her best to quell the fury inside. Due to the miscarriage, she couldn’t let Benjamin know, and right now, she was extrely weak and had to lie in bed for a full week to recuperate at the hospital.

----One Week Later----

A week later, with a servant assisting her, Isabelle Nightingale left the hospital.

Then, having recovered quite a bit of strength, she got into a red BMW supercar, drove it herself, and headed straight to Villa No. 8.

Villa No. 8 was where Eva Nightingale lived, she specifically ca to settle the score with Eva.

Isabelle stomped in her heels, face pale, carrying a designer bag, her heart filled with rage, "Eva Nightingale, get out here!"

"You damned bitch, you caused my miscarriage!"

Today she has to skin Eva, or she won’t be Isabelle Nightingale. Back then she thought that getting the female lead in "Love You to the End of Ti" would defeat Eva, but who knew Eva dared treat her like this now.

Inside the villa, Eva heard Isabelle’s shouting and got up from the living room to co out.

She glanced at Isabelle blandly, "I was wondering who was out there, barking like a mad dog early in the morning."

Eva’s lips curved slightly with a wicked charm, she took a closer look at Isabelle. Didn’t Carla say she had a miscarriage — how was she out causing trouble so quickly?

A dazzling Gucci outfit, adorned with jewels all over. Isabelle really embodied the spirit of wearing a different luxury brand every day.

"Isabelle Nightingale, you’re not welco here. You better shut your~ mouth, or else... don’t bla for being impolite."