I Walk on My Own Destiny without Her

I expressionlessly crossed over to Isabella. I choose to give Luciana a hug. Then I helped her to change her clothes and drove out the door.

Isabella glanced at me. She was stunned. Isabella then stopped on me for a long time.

“You are a little different today, Reginald. Where are you going? I'll drive you.”

I felt Isabella seemed particularly attentive today. The rearview mirror reflected my neat casual suit. In the past, I only wore gentle home clothes in front of her.

But in the three years since she got away, I opened the company. It made me attend social events. I also could repair the water pipes by myself. It was not that I couldn't live without her.

I answered her, “No need, Isabella. I should be more skillful at driving than you.”

When I went out today, I brought Luciana to cancel my domestic identity. Three hours later, we came out after cancelling our identity documents. Then we saw Isabella's car parked in front of the entrance. Her brows furrowed as she stared at me.

Isabella asked me, “Reginald, what are you doing here with your daughter?”

She came over and saw me go in with Luciana in my arms. She only came out three hours later. For some reason, she was uneasy as if her heart was being pulled.

“Nothing, Isabella. The ID card expired, so I came to get a new one. Aren't you busy today? I heard that Christopher has been looking for a job recently. I think he should need you right now, Isabella.”

Isabella stared at me closely. Her expression was obscure.

After a long time, she laughed coldly. “Reginald, you're a very good man. It's the first time I've seen someone push his wife out on his own. Since you said so, I'll do as you wish.”

The car door was slammed heavily. Isabella's car disappeared in an instant. I really didn't understand the reason why she got angry when I fulfilled her wish. I learned this from Isabella’s assistant, Albert Weasley.

“Sir, Mrs. Isabella always deliberately set aside a day to accompany you and the child, how did you make her angry and leave?”

“Now she got herself drunk and ran off to see Christopher and his daughter again, Mr. Reginald.”

The assistant had always thought that Isabella and I were a good match and was determined to bring us together.

But now, I smiled at Albert. “Thank you, Albert. But let her go.”

After all, there were still three more days before my daughter and I left. Luciana and I would live together without Isabella soon.

But how could I have not expected that on the day I finished helping my daughter with her transfer school to another school, she was pushed into the water by Adelaide and suffered an emergency?

I brought Luciana to the hospital to save her. However, the hospital told me that Isabella had transferred all the medical resources in the city to treat Adelaide’s allergies.

Looking at Luciana's face, I desperately called Isabella's phone. I begged her to save our daughter, Luciana.

Christopher's sobbing voice came from the other end of the phone. Isabella sounded anxious but laughed out grimly.

“Reginald, why are you pretending to be pitiful again? Luciana is fine. How could anything happen to her? Please tell me. The day I accompanied you guys, you were the one who kicked me out of the house, Reginald. Adelaide has a serious allergy right now. What tricks are you going to play to get jealous?”

The taste of blood came from my throat. I was about to explain when a beep ringtone came from the phone. I was overwhelmed by a wave of despair.

I thought Luciana would cry, but I didn't expect her to suck in oxygen. She then looked at me in an unusually calm manner.

“Dad, my mom really doesn't want me this time, right?”

She smiled sensibly. My daughter then weakly wiped away my tears.

“Don't cry, Dad. I don't want her either.”

In the end, I still called my mom and used her connections to quickly transfer a special doctor from the next city.

During the last few days of hospitalization, Isabella did not appear from beginning to end. The TV station was also broadcasting the story of Isabella's overbearing efforts to mobilize the city's medical resources in order to save people's lives. I coldly looked at Isabella’s face full of worry on the screen.

I said in my heart, ‘Isabella since you love them so much, my daughter and I will help you.’

The day Luciana was discharged from the hospital, I cancelled the domestic identity. I also deleted Isabella's contact information from my phone. I broke the cell phone card. I then left the city with my lovely daughter, Luciana.