After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities
Chapter 734

Chapter 734

How come now... he's also secretly married? The President ponderedsilently.

Not only him, but also everyone present was curious about the identityof Darius’ wife.

Isabelle felt a little uncomfortable. This man was good-looking, but whywas he a womanizer? He already has a wife and yet he's still being soflirtatious with her.

She couldn't help but struggle, but the man's big hand suddenlytightened. "What's wrong?"

Isabelle blushed slightly and could feel the man's warm breath brushingher cheeks, "You ... You let go of me."

"Why let go?" Darius looked at her indulgently, as if she were atemperamental child. "You gave birth to such a cute and sensible childfor me. I could never let go of you for the rest of my life."

Isabelle’s red lips parted slightly in shock. Did she hear it correctly?Upon hearing his words, everyone was once again shocked!

What does he mean by saying that? Is Isabelle's child his?

How is that possible?

The President's head was buzzing and he couldn't help but takeseveral steps back, almost losing his balance. "What did you say? Thechild is yours? You're the man? How is that possible? Mr. Foster... whatdoes this have to do with you?"

Isabelle suddenly snapped out of her shock and realized what the manmeant.

Is he, so excellent and handsome a man, the father of her child?

"The man from five years ago was me, and it was an accident that Iwould sneak into her room." Darius’ voice rang out coldly, his icy hostileeyes swept towards everyone in the Bentley family, “I will not let go ofall of those who have bullied Isabelle, all of them.”

The cold gaze made the Bentleys’ backs suddenly chill, and a shiverran up their spines.

This man... has a scary look in his eyes.

Mrs. Bentley suppressed all her fears and did not want to be lookeddown upon by these guests, nor did she want to give Isabelle anyadvantage.

They've all heard of Darius’ name.

This man is not only wealthy but also handsome. If Isabelle manages tohook up with him, then in the future...

The more Mrs. Bentley thought about it, the angrier she got.

Mrs. Bentley curled her lips. "Mr. Foster, don't say that bastard is yourchild. You should know Isabelle is none other than a slut. Who knowswhat tricks she uses to seduce you?"

"You men always like pretty women, but there's not a good one amongthem. I advise you not to mess around with her. I'm doing this for yourown good. What is your status and what is hers?"

"She's the President's daughter, a legitimate heiress and future wife ofmine. So tell me... what is her status?" Darius spoke coldly.

The President dryly said to him, "Mr. Foster, are you sure you have theright person? Is she really the woman you had an affair with five yearsago? It couldn't be her."

He held onto his last shred of hope that it wasn't Isabelle.

From Darius’ expression, it was clear that he wanted revenge Isabelle...Darius ignored them and then reached out his hand to lightly clapped.Immediately a man pushed through the crowd and respectfully handedhim a file.

The man opened it up and took out a document from inside; its coverwas very eye-catching with “paternity test" written in large letters."Paternity test?"

"Whose test is this for?"

“Is it Mr. Foster's and Bethany's?"

"Mr. Foster really came prepared.”

Those guests who were watching the show were starving forinformation.

It was obvious that Darius had come prepared; he never fought withoutconfidence or spoke without evidence.

So he handed over the paternity test directly to Isabelle. "Open it up.”Isabelle’s heart raced so much that she thought it would jump out of herchest.

A paternity test...

“It can't be true! You're actually Bethany's biological father? Is this yourpaternity test with Bethany?" She still couldn't believe what washappening.

How could something so magical happen to her?

“If it's not mine or my daughter's, whose else could it be?" Dariuslooked at Isabelle’s pretty face, which haunted his dreams every night.If circumstances allowed him, he really wanted nothing more than tohold her tightly in his arms right now and kiss her fiercely.

The feeling of having something truly belonged to him was trulyaddictive.

Sylvia, who had been watching the show all along, raised her eyebrowsand glanced over at Franklin who was also watching. The manremained calm and collected despite Darius’ appearance, causingSylvia to smirk. "I didn't know you had a hobby of playing Cupid,” shesaid.