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[Olivia Jude Velcro]

I couldn't take it anymore. How could Camilla be so careless around her daughter? When Carter suggested taking her away I instantly agreed.

Candice fell asleep in my arms, her small body warm against mine. Her fingers were still clinging to my shirt as if I might disappear if she let go. The poor girl was truly afraid.

I carried her down the hallway, careful with every step. The house was still rumbling with their quarrel, drenched in soft amber light. The outdoors were so
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  • My Billionaire Husband is Addicted to Me   99

    [Carter’s pov]I hadn’t moved for a long time.Not really.Time had passed—I could tell by the way the light in the room had shifted, by the faint ache settling into my muscles.But none of it registered properly. I was still standing in the same place, my mind stuck somewhere between what I had heard and what I was supposed to do with it.Father.The word refused to leave.It didn’t belong where it had been placed.It didn’t fit.And yet—It had been said.Out loud.Real.The door opened.The sound cut through everything.I turned sharply, instinct taking over before thought could catch up.Olivia.For a second, I just stared at her.And then—Panic hit.Fast. Immediate. Uncontrolled.“Olivia—” I stepped forward too quickly, my movements unsteady in a way I wasn’t used to. “What are you doing here?”Her brows pulled together slightly, confusion flickering across her face at my tone.“I came to see you,” she said, her voice soft but cautious. “You weren’t answering your phone.”Of cou

  • My Billionaire Husband is Addicted to Me   98

    [Olivia’s pov]The silence he left behind lingered longer than it should have.I stood there for a moment after Ronan walked out of my cabin, my eyes fixed on the door as if he might come back and say something he had chosen not to.He didn’t.Of course he didn’t.That wasn’t who he was.I exhaled slowly, pressing my palm lightly against the edge of my desk.Everything felt like it was shifting again—quietly, steadily—like the ground beneath me wasn’t as stable as I had thought.Carter.The thought came uninvited. Unavoidable. Last night’s call replayed in my mind, every broken word, every uneven breath.You were right, Olivia. Something had cracked. What was he talking about? What was the reference about? And I still didn’t know what.My fingers moved almost on their own, reaching for my phone. I stared at his name for a second.Just a second.Then I pressed call.It rang.Once.Twice.Three times.No answer.A small crease formed between my brows. That wasn’t like him. I ended the

  • My Billionaire Husband is Addicted to Me   97

    [Olivia’s pov]Morning came too quickly.Or maybe I just never really slept. The sky was still pale when I stepped out of the house, the air cool enough to raise goosebumps along my arms. Homer was already by the car, leaning against the hood with a cup of coffee in his hand like this was any other ordinary day.It wasn’t.Nothing felt ordinary anymore.“You look like you wrestled your thoughts all night,” he said as I approached.“Feels like I lost,” I muttered, slipping into the passenger seat.He hummed, like he expected that answer, and got in without another word.The drive was quieter than yesterday.Not heavy.Just… careful.Like both of us were choosing what not to say.I stared out the window again, but this time the city didn’t blur—it felt sharper. Every passing face, every turn, every building felt like it was part of something bigger I hadn’t yet pieced together.Carter’s voice echoed in my mind.You were right, Olivia. The way he had sounded—Broken. That wasn’t something

  • My Billionaire Husband is Addicted to Me   96

    [Olivia pov]The ride home felt longer than usual.Or maybe it was just me.I leaned my head lightly against the window, watching the city blur past in streaks of gray and gold, my thoughts refusing to settle into anything steady. Everything felt too close together—too loud inside my head.Candice being taken.Then found.The conversation with Homer.The truth sitting quietly beneath my ribs like something fragile I didn’t yet know how to hold.And Ronan.I closed my eyes briefly.That was the part I hadn’t been able to shake.The way he had looked at me.Calm.Controlled.But not untouched.“You’re thinking too much,” Homer said from the driver’s seat.I huffed a faint breath. “When am I not?”“Fair point.”Silence followed for a few seconds, broken only by the soft hum of the engine.Then—“What did he say?”I didn’t need to ask who he meant.I shifted slightly, turning my gaze forward instead of out the window.“Nothing,” I said.Homer glanced at me briefly. “Nothing?”I shook my h

  • My Billionaire Husband is Addicted to Me   95

    [Carter’s pov]The voices didn’t stop after that. I could hear more of their bickering and it just became more crazy. Their tones just changed. They became sharper, colder and stripped of whatever restraint had been holding them back before.I should have walked in. I should have ended it right there—forced the truth out into the open instead of standing in the hallway like a ghost listening to my own life unravel.But I couldn’t move.Not yet.Because something told me—there was more. Now that I was finally hearing it all, this was the time I could hear everything. “There it is,” my father’s voice cut through, low and edged with contempt. “The act drops eventually, doesn’t it?”I stilled again.“You’ve always been good at this,” Sahl Velcro, my father continued. “Playing the victim. Twisting situations to suit you.”A short, humorless laugh answered him.“Is that what you think I’ve been doing all these years?” Camilla shot back.“What else would you call it?” Sahl replied. “You w

  • My Billionaire Husband is Addicted to Me   94

    [Carter’s pov]The footage flickered once before stabilizing. Grainy. Silent. But clear enough.I stood in the security room, arms braced against the desk, my eyes locked on the screen as the timeline rolled back.Every angle. Every second.“Play that again,” I said.The technician didn’t argue. He rewound the clip, the timestamp jumping back exactly thirty seconds.Candice appeared in the frame. Walking down the corridor with that same careless trust that had always made something in my chest tighten.My jaw clenched. She stopped near the turn. I looked around. Waiting for someone. The frame shifted— And then I saw her.Camilla.Stepping into view like she belonged there. Like she had every right. My pulse slowed. Dangerously.Because rage like this— It didn’t explode.It sharpened.She crouched in front of Candice, speaking to her—soft, calm, controlled. Candice didn’t hesitate.Didn’t resist.She just… went with her. I stared at the screen long after they disappeared.“Send me this

  • My Billionaire Husband is Addicted to Me   25

    [Carter’s pov]A cold wave of dread crawled down my spine. I felt like my head was spinning. The restaurant noises faded into the background. For a moment, all I could hear was my own heartbeat.Six years ago.I stared at her. “You wouldn’t.” My shallow voice warned her. Despite how many times I tr

  • My Billionaire Husband is Addicted to Me   23

    [Olivia’s pov]I was taken aback by the way they ridiculed me. All of this was Carter’s fault. Nobody knew who his real wife was.For a moment, I couldn’t speak.The cruelty in her words struck deeper than I expected. My fingers curled into fists at my sides as heat rushed to my face.Was this how

  • My Billionaire Husband is Addicted to Me   21

    [Olivia’s pov]I didn’t realize where Carter was taking me until the car slowed in front of a familiar building. My breath caught in my throat.He remembered it.It was my favorite restaurant.For a moment I simply stared at it, unable to hide my surprise.Carter turned off the engine and stepped

  • My Billionaire Husband is Addicted to Me   20

    [Olivia’s pov]The tension between Carter and Ronan still hung thick in the corridor. “She is Mrs Carter Velcro.” I heard him repeating as if Carter was trying to reassure himself. I was his wife. Not Camilla. Carter tightened his grip around my hand. I glanced at him with mild confusion and a gr

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