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Chapter 130
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Dear Husband, My Turn To Love You Chapter 131.5
I took a slow step back, my pulse hammering in my ears as my fingers raked through my hair, dragging strands away from my face. The air in the room felt thick, humid with tension, and Stella’s wide eyes followed me like she was trying to read something in my expression. Confusion clung to her like perfume. "He lied to you, Stella." My voice came out low, flat, the kind of tone that didn’t need to be raised to cut deep. Her brows furrowed. "What… No. He didn’t." A sharp laugh slipped past my lips, humorless, cold. "Yeah, he did. And you were too blind, too desperate, to see that you were nothing more than a pawn in his game." Her mouth opened, ready to argue, but I leaned in just enough for my words to hit like a slap. "And I don’t think your parents would throw a celebration if they knew you’d gone into business with Julian Kings." I threw her a mocking glance, because I wanted the sting to last. The door banged open before she could spit back an answer. Tony stormed in, s
Dear Husband, My Turn To Love You Chapter 130
Sebastian I stepped into her office without knocking, the morning sun spilling in behind me like an uninvited witness. In my hand was my phone, screen lit with the venom she’d spat at me last night. “Stella,” I said, voice cutting through the air like glass, “what the hell is this?” Her chair swiveled slowly, deliberately, until she was facing me. That smug little smirk curved her lips, like she’d just been waiting for this moment. “I figured that was the only way to get your attention,” she said, her tone dipped in sugar and poison all at once. I took a step forward, the message still glowing on the screen between us. “How do you even know who Julian is?” Her eyes glimmered with something sharp—too sharp. “I know more than you think, Sebastian. I’m not some clueless little girl you can dismiss. I’ve seen that flicker in your eyes when his name comes up. He terrifies you.” She leaned back like she’d just peeled back my skin and found something worth smiling about. I mo
Dear Husband, My Turn To Love You Chapter 129.5
“I believe you.” Three simple words. That was it. No dramatic speech, no demands for proof. Just… that. And yet, those words punched straight into my chest like a shot of adrenaline. My heart dropped no, crashed in the best way possible. I didn’t even realize I’d been holding my breath until it came out in a slow, shaky exhale. “Kiss me, Sebastian… please,” she whispered, leaning in so close it felt like she was about to crawl inside my skin and stay there forever. Her voice was barely there, but it shattered me all the same. I didn’t hesitate. Couldn’t. The second her warm breath brushed against my lips, my mouth curved into the smallest, stupidest smile. Her fingers fisted into my shirt, clutching like I was the only solid thing in her world. It was the kind of touch that said I’m scared to let go, because what if you disappear again? “God, I missed you,” she breathed, and it was like she’d just handed me back my air. I closed the gap, crashing my mouth against hers not vi
Dear Husband, My Turn To Love You Chapter 129
Sebastian “Olivia…” Her name barely left my lips before she closed the space between us, her mouth crashing against mine in a kiss so unexpected it stole the air straight from my lungs. For a split second, my mind blanked—caught between shock and the way her soft, desperate lips moved against mine. Instinct took over, and my hands found her waist, pulling her closer until there wasn’t a breath left between us. God… it had been days. Days of emptiness. Days of watching her walk away in my head over and over again. And now she was here warm, trembling, real. Our lips moved in a rhythm older than our fights, older than the hurt. My heart slammed against my ribs, almost relieved, like it had been holding its breath all this time. When we finally pulled apart, gasping for air, I didn’t dare let go. My palm cupped her cheek, my thumb brushing over skin that felt colder than I remembered. Her eyes… swollen, rimmed red, glassy like she’d been drowning in her own storm. I searched her fa
Dear Husband, My Turn To Love You Chapter 128.5
Olivia “Dad?” My voice was quieter now, steady but tinged with something softer. “Yes?” “Thank you,” I said, meeting his eyes. “I want to talk to him.” The corner of his mouth lifted in a small, knowing smile, warm, approving. “Good.” Thinking about it now—really putting myself in Sebastian’s shoes—it was impossible to ignore the truth. All those years I had paraded around with Phillip, flaunting my recklessness, I had no right to sit on some moral high ground and burn with rage over one mistake. Not when mine had been deliberate. Calculated. I wasn’t supposed to be the kind of woman who found forgiveness impossible. I didn’t want to be that woman. And right then, my mind was crystal clear, no more circling the drain of anger or wallowing in betrayal. I knew what I was going to do. For the past week, what I’d been doing wasn’t talking to my husband, it was unloading my pain on him like a weapon, never once stopping to think about what it had done to him. About what he was
Dear Husband, My Turn To Love You Chapter 128
Olivia We sat in silence for a while, the air between us heavy but oddly steady. My heartbeat had slowed, my breathing no longer shallow and panicked. It felt like I’d finally pulled my head out from under a sheet of ice water, like I could actually draw air into my lungs without it scraping my insides raw. “Breathe,” my dad said gently, breaking the quiet. “So… what do you intend to do about Sebastian?” The question sliced right through me. My fingers twitched in my lap, and I felt my pulse skip. I’d told myself I could shove this deep down lock it up somewhere inside me where it wouldn’t claw its way out for a while. But this was Sebastian. My husband. The man who had, in so many ways, been my entire world. With him, time didn’t just pass it stilled. He was the steady flame in my darkest nights, the one person who could bring light to shadows I’d thought were permanent. “I… I don’t know, Dad.” My voice was barely more than a whisper. He leaned back slightly, studying me like h
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