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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIVE
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Cripple Billionaire Husband CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIVE
Theo wasn’t supposed to be back. Not this soon, not after everything.Emmy stared at him across the coffee shop table, her fingers wrapped tightly around her warm mug, barely touching the drink. Theo’s jaw was tense, his eyes shadowed with urgency.“Your family's company is about to be hit with a lawsuit,” he said quietly. “It’s fake. Manufactured. And it’s coming from Carl’s mother.”Emmy blinked. “What? How—why?”Theo leaned closer. “I think she’s doing it to ruin the Langstons. And to get to you. Alicia, Carl's mother.”For a moment, Emmy felt like she was underwater, the air sucked from her lungs. Everything had been… quiet lately. Too quiet. After the chaos of Carl’s disappearance and return, after their tearful reunion and rekindled passion—she had foolishly let herself hope that maybe the storm had passed.Theo slid a manila folder across the table.“She’s using an offshore holding company to file it, but I traced the signatures back to one of her shell corporations. Carl doesn
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The letter was unmarked, folded neatly in a plain white envelope slipped under Emmy’s door sometime during the night.She found it just before leaving for class.There was no greeting. Just one cold line written in red ink:*“End things with Carl… or he’ll pay for what he did.”*Her stomach dropped. Tucked inside was a crumpled newspaper clipping. She unfolded it with trembling fingers.*“Fatal Crash: Local Woman Dies Swerving to Avoid Child.”*Her eyes scanned the faded text. The date was over a decade old. It described a tragic accident involving a child running into the road. A woman, swerving to avoid him, had crashed head-on into a tree. Died on the scene. The boy’s identity had never been made public.Emmy’s chest tightened. What does this have to do with Carl?***That night, Emmy stormed into his apartment, the envelope in her hand. He was on the couch, half-asleep with the TV still on.She didn’t say a word at first. She simply tossed the letter onto his lap.Carl blinked, sa
Cripple Billionaire Husband CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THREE
The sun was beginning to dip behind the college rooftops, casting golden streaks across the quad. Emmy stood alone near the fountain, the autumn breeze tugging at her coat sleeves. It had been four days since Carl disappeared. Four days since she told him the truth about Danny. Four days of silence.She’d gone through every emotion—anger, fear, betrayal, longing—and now she was just… empty.He’d vanished the way someone disappears when everything they believe shatters. And Emmy hadn’t heard a single word from him since.Her heart twisted again.“Emmy?”She turned. Theo.He looked tired, his face softer than usual, like even he had aged over these past few days.“I thought I might find you here,” he said, stepping forward. “You okay?”She managed a half-hearted nod. “Trying to be.”Theo nodded, his hands tucked deep into his pockets. “I haven’t heard from him either,” he said after a long pause. “But I know he’s not okay.”Emmy looked at him warily. “Do you hate him?”Theo sighed. “I d
Cripple Billionaire Husband CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWO
The knock on Carl’s apartment door was soft but persistent.He hadn’t left the place in days, hadn’t answered calls, hadn’t shown up to class. His world was unraveling slowly, thread by agonizing thread. The weight of everything—of Emmy, of his mother’s secrets, of the firestorm of guilt inside him—pressed against his chest like a boulder he couldn’t escape from.When the knock came again, he forced himself to move.He opened the door to find Emmy standing there.Soaked from the light drizzle outside, eyes tired but blazing with quiet purpose, her hand clutched something: a letter, aged and worn, with faded ink and a trembling weight.“I need you to read this,” she said, voice barely a whisper.Carl didn’t move.Her lip quivered slightly. “Please.”He stepped aside.She walked in, placed the letter on his kitchen counter, and waited.Carl eyed the paper like it was poison. “What is this? I know my father is not a true Langston, you don't need to come rub it in my face.”“I know that t
Cripple Billionaire Husband CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONE
The silence between them was louder than any storm Emmy had ever known. The room, once warm and full of secret glances and forbidden tension, now felt like a cage—small, suffocating, and lined with walls built from half-truths and growing suspicion.Carl sat on the edge of his desk, arms crossed, his eyes stormy and unreadable. Emmy stood a few feet away, arms wrapped around herself like a shield.She hadn't meant to come here. She’d told herself she was done—done chasing feelings that confused her, done ignoring the whispers in her head that warned her Carl carried something darker than desire. But she’d come anyway. Because despite it all, she missed him.He broke the silence first. “You shouldn’t be here.”His voice was low, sharp around the edges. It was a warning. Maybe even a plea.“I know,” she whispered. “But I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”Carl closed his eyes, the conflict in him pulling every line of his face taut. “That’s not a good idea, Em.”“You keep saying that. A
Cripple Billionaire Husband CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED
Emmy sat across from her mother, her heart heavy with questions she had kept buried for so long. The truth about her family, about Carl, had been gnawing at her. There were too many pieces missing. Her mother’s silence on certain topics had always been so deafening. Now, in this moment, it felt like the silence might finally crack wide open. Emmy couldn’t breathe until she understood everything.“Mom, please,” Emmy whispered, voice trembling with the weight of her need to know. “I need to hear it from you. What really happened to Dan? What is Carl so angry about? Why is he blaming my family?”Lauren Langston closed her eyes, as if preparing herself for the storm of emotions she knew would come. Her lips parted, but the words that followed were slow and careful. “You’ve only ever heard bits and pieces of the story, Emmy,” she began, her voice soft but steady. “I kept it from you to protect you. But now… you need to know.”Emmy held her breath, her pulse quickening.“I’ll never forget
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