George's confession

George's POV

I waited patiently at the abandoned warehouse for Susan and Patrick. They had better not try anything stupid, else I wouldn't hesitate to get rid of Isabella.

Did they really think they could just ditch me aside? They had another thing coming. It was time to end this once and for all.

They pulled up at the warehouse and from where I hid, I scanned to make sure they came alone. After confirming they were actually alone, I finally stepped out.

"I see you followed my instructions. That's a good one," I said.

"George, where's my daughter? Where's Isabella? Please, give her back!" Susan pleaded desperately.

"Hush, my dear wife. Aren't you too eager? You didn't even ask how I was doing, you are just concerned about your daughter," I taunted.

Patrick held Susan, trying to calm her. His touch made me jealous, and I snapped at him,

"Get your filthy hands off her! She's my wife, not yours anymore! Do you know the sacrifices I have made for her? You don't even love her as much as