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I Married A Billionaire, Who Wanted Revenge!!! 93. A video message...
ELOWENI read the message again.Then again, and again…And then one more time, slower, as if the meaning might soften if I let it breathe.‘Adrian Hale was admitted the same night Liora died.’The words didn’t blur. My vision didn’t shake. My hands didn’t tremble. Nothing dramatic happened to my body at all.Something inside me simply… shut off.I sat on the edge of the couch, phone resting loosely in my palm, staring at the wall across from me. The morning light filtered through the tall windows, soft and harmless, catching dust motes in its path. The world looked exactly the same as it had five minutes ago.That was the strangest part actually. I didn’t panic. I didn’t even feel fear— not the sharp kind, anyway.What I felt was… cold.A clean, slicing realization slid into place with terrifying ease that Alexander knew. He knew it all…The thought came fully formed, unquestioned, like a truth my mind had already accepted before I consciously named it. He wouldn’t miss something l
I Married A Billionaire, Who Wanted Revenge!!! A trigger...
ALEXANDERThe city looked calm from my office window, glass and steel reflecting a sky that hadn’t yet decided whether it wanted to storm. Calm was a lie I had learned to recognize early. Calm meant something was moving underneath.David didn’t knock. He never did when the information mattered.He stepped inside, shut the door behind him, and remained standing. That alone told me the shape of the news. David only sat when things were already contained.“Adrian Hale,” he said, without preamble. “He was admitted to St. Teresa the night Liora died.”I leaned back slightly in my chair, fingers steepled loosely, my gaze still fixed on the skyline. The corners of my mouth lifted into something that might have resembled amusement to someone who didn’t know me.A quiet, humorless smirk.“Private wing?” I asked.“Yes. No standard intake. No digital trail in the public system. Influence was used. He was discharged before sunrise.”I finally turned to look at him then. David’s expression was tig
I Married A Billionaire, Who Wanted Revenge!!! 91. Lies...
ELOWEN“O-ok, I'll… I'll talk to you later.” And I ended the call without any more words.The phone slid back into my palm like it weighed more than it should, the screen going dark while Serena’s last words echoed in my head, sharp and disorienting.‘Liora is dead. She has committed suicide.’ No, no, no! It's impossible!I didn’t turn around immediately. I didn’t look at Alexander standing only a few feet away in the kitchen, his presence heavy even when he wasn’t speaking. I needed a second to steady my breathing, to make sure my face didn’t betray the way my heart had just dropped somewhere near my feet.When I finally looked up, he was watching me…The plate in his hand paused mid-motion, his dark eyes fixed on my face with that unnerving focus of his, like he was cataloguing every micro-expression I hadn’t learned to hide yet.“Everything alright?” he asked slowly. His tone was calm. Controlled. Almost gentle.I nodded, forcing my lips into a faint curve that felt foreign on my
I Married A Billionaire, Who Wanted Revenge!!! 90. Impossible!
ELOWEN After the call ended with Serena, the room felt even quieter than before. The kind of silence that pressed in on my ears until my thoughts became too loud to ignore.Sleep didn’t come. Not after what I have heard. I paced the room instead, barefoot against cool marble, replaying Alexander’s words again and again, trying to understand how my life had twisted into something so foreign. If Alexander believed the Hales were after me, then the implications were terrifying. He wasn’t a man prone to paranoia. He didn’t act on instinct alone.Which meant the threat was real.But why?What did I know? What could I possibly have that would make them move this way? I searched my memory, combing through every conversation, every document, every moment from my past, but nothing stood out. Nothing explained this level of danger.I thought of Adrian, my fingers hovering over his name on my phone.Then I stopped… I knew Adrian. I had known him for years. I trusted him once. But trust, I wa
I Married A Billionaire, Who Wanted Revenge!!! 89. Why?
ELOWENAlexander thought I was asleep when he asked the question.I lay there, perfectly still beneath the weight of the sheets, my breathing steady, trying my best not to give away my feigned sleep.The room was dark, except for the faint glow spilling in from the city beyond the glass walls, a distant pulse of lights that never truly slept.I had been drifting, somewhere between wakefulness and exhaustion, when his voice cut through the quiet…“What do you know, Elowen, that Hales are after your life?” Low, controlled and concerned. I froze… The words slid into me like a blade. For a moment, I forgot how to breathe.My fingers curled into the bedsheets, as if the bed itself might ground me, chained me to something solid. My mind scrambled, searching for context, for meaning, for some explanation that didn’t make my chest tighten the way it did. I didn’t open my eyes. I didn’t move. I didn’t dare let him see the way that single sentence had shattered whatever fragile calm I had be
I Married A Billionaire, Who Wanted Revenge!!! 88. Don't shut me...
ELOWENI didn’t sleep. I couldn't. That was the lie I let the night believe, and perhaps Alexander as well... When he slipped into the room, his movements were quiet enough to fool anyone who didn’t know how to listen with their skin. The door barely whispered when it closed. The air changed before I ever felt the mattress dip. A shift in pressure. A presence that bent the room toward him.I kept my breathing even. Counted the seconds between inhales. Let my lashes rest against my cheeks.But I was awake. Every nerve in my body was awake.I felt him stand beside the bed for a long moment, long enough that the silence thickened, long enough that I wondered what he was seeing when he looked at me like that. There was something careful in the way he leaned closer, something restrained, as though he were approaching a line he hadn’t yet decided whether to cross.When his fingers brushed my hand, I almost reacted. Almost.His touch was warm, deliberate, lingering just long enough to mak
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