“Khloe, before you judge him…”
“No.”
Her voice became firmer.
“No one gets to explain this for him.”
She looked directly at Marcus.
“He is my husband.”
“He should explain.”
Marcus nodded slowly.
“You’re right.”
He took a breath.
“Four years ago, before I met you…”
The lights of the city reflected against the glass behind him.
“There was another woman.”
Khloe froze.
Not because of jealousy.
Because she already knew.
The way he said it.
The way Isabella stood silently.
The way everyone avoided looking at her.
There was history.
“Her name was Sofia Bellini.”
Isabella suddenly looked up.
The color disappeared from her face.
Khloe noticed.
And that was the first clue.
“You know her.”
Khloe looked at Isabella.
Isabella didn’t answer.
Marcus continued.
“Sofia worked with my family.”
“She was brilliant.”
“She was loyal.”
“And she discovered something about my father’s company.”
“What?”
Marcus hesitated.
“She discovered that my father had created illegal financial accounts hidden inside the company.”
Elaine’s eyes widened.
Alexander remained silent.
Khloe looked at Marcus.
“And what does this have to do with our baby?”
Marcus didn’t answer.
Not yet.
Because the truth was worse than she imagined.
“Sofia disappeared three months before I met you.”
Khloe felt a chill.
“Disappeared?”
“Yes.”
Marcus looked at Isabella.
“And everyone believed she left because she was afraid.”
A long silence followed.
Then Isabella finally spoke.
Her voice was no longer confident.
“You’re blaming me?”
Marcus looked at her.
“No.”
His expression hardened.
“I’m asking you a question.”
The room became tense.
“Where is Sofia Bellini?”
For the first time that night…
Isabella looked afraid.
Not pretending.
Not acting.
Actually afraid.
Khloe saw it.
Everyone saw it.
Because Isabella Rossi had always controlled the room.
But that question changed everything.
“She’s dead.”
Isabella whispered.
Marcus stared at her.
“No.”
A pause.
“You told everyone she was dead.”
Isabella stepped back.
“You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Marcus walked closer.
“You were the last person who saw Sofia before she disappeared.”
Khloe looked at her husband.
Then at Isabella.
The pieces started connecting.
The attack.
The secret.
The baby.
The hidden past.
But there was still one question.
Why did Isabella care so much about Khloe’s child?
Marcus looked at Khloe.
And his next words destroyed the last piece of certainty she had.
“The reason Isabella attacked you…”
He paused.
“Is because she believes your baby is connected to Sofia Bellini.”
Khloe felt the room spin.
“What?”
Marcus looked broken.
“Before Sofia disappeared…”
“She left me one message.”
“A message I never understood.”
“What did it say?”
Marcus looked at his wife.
His eyes filled with guilt.
“It said…”
“Protect my child.”
Khloe stopped breathing.
Because suddenly the entire world changed.
The baby inside her.
The secret Marcus hid.
The woman who attacked her.
The missing woman from his past.
They were all connected.
And then Isabella Rossi said something that nobody expected.
Something that made Marcus turn completely silent.
“She wasn’t asking you to protect her child.”
Isabella whispered.
“She was warning you.”
A pause.
“She was warning you because the child was never hers.”
Khloe looked confused.
Marcus looked terrified.
And Isabella finished the sentence that would destroy everything they believed.
“The child…”
“Was yours, Marcus.”
Nobody moved.
Nobody spoke.
Because if Isabella was telling the truth…
Then the biggest secret in Marcus Thorne’s life…
Was not a business crime.
Not a family betrayal.
Not a missing woman.
It was the possibility that another child existed.
A child he never knew.
And somewhere in the middle of that nightmare…
Khloe realized something even worse.
Isabella had not attacked her because she wanted to replace her.
She attacked her because she was afraid of what Khloe was about to discover.
The truth about Marcus Thorne’s first family.
And the secret that could destroy the entire Thorne empire.
CHAPTER 3-THE SECRET INSIDE THE THORNE EMPIRE
The silence after Isabella’s confession was heavier than any scream.
For several seconds, nobody moved.
Nobody even seemed to breathe.
Because one sentence had changed the entire meaning of the night.
“The child was yours, Marcus.”
Those words stayed inside the hospital suite like smoke.
Impossible to ignore.
Impossible to escape.
Khloe looked at her husband.
She searched his face for the answer before he even spoke.
Because after seven months of marriage, she knew Marcus better than anyone.
She knew when he was angry.
She knew when he was stressed.
She knew when he was hiding something.
And right now…
He wasn’t confused.
He wasn’t surprised.
He looked like a man watching a door he had spent years keeping locked finally being opened.
“Marcus.”
Her voice cracked slightly.
“Is it true?”
He didn’t answer.
That was the worst answer he could have given.
Khloe slowly stepped back.
