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Author: Olivia GW
last update publish date: 2026-03-30 16:22:22

[Olivia’s pov]

“I knew it!” Another chimed in as if she had truly seen me pushing Camilla.

My heart dropped. “No!” I said immediately, shaking my head. “That’s not what happened—”

But no one was listening.

They rushed toward her. Surrounded her. Shielded her. While I stood there alone.

“I didn’t touch you, you liar.” I said, my voice rising slightly. “Camilla, stop this.”

She whimpered softly, her hand gripping her ankle tighter. “It hurts…” She cried, her voice breaking. “I know you hate me O
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    [Carter’s pov]Ronan took a step back immediately, putting distance between us as I released him. He brushed his hands down his shirt, straightening the collar I had wrinkled, his movements calm, too calm.He shoved me, not hard but firm enough to make a point. I staggered half a step back, more from surprise than force.“Stay away from her, you don’t deserve Olivia.” He said, his voice losing its earlier edge and settling into something colder. I didn’t respond.Because my thoughts weren’t here anymore.Roses.Why would—No.I knew what I had ordered. I knew what I had sent. So why would it get mixed up?“You don’t deserve her.” Ronan added. The words snapped my attention back. My gaze lifted sharply to him. “Especially when you are still keeping your mistress.”My expression darkened instantly. “That’s not—”“Let me ask you something.” He cut me off again. This time his tone shifted, it was not mocking and not angry.Just… direct.“If it were the other way around—” He said, his eye

  • My Billionaire Husband is Addicted to Me   62

    [Carter’s pov]That hit me harder than it should have.“You have no right to involve yourself in this.” I said, each word sharp and stressed. “This is between me and Olivia.”“You still think so?” He said immediately. “You lost that right, The moment you failed her.”My eyes narrowed. “You don’t get to decide that.” I said.“I don’t have to, believe me.” He replied with a subtle laugh as if he knew what the fuck he was talking about. “She already has.”Something in my chest twisted.“You’re overstepping.” I said.“And you’re underperforming, sissy!” He shot back without hesitation. This guy was clearly provoking me to the core. My restraint thinned to a thread. I wanted to punch him in the face with the way his upper body leaned in and he smirked.“You’re getting into something that doesn’t concern you.”Ronan tilted his head slightly, his gaze unwavering. “Oh, it does concern me.” He said calmly this time.“How?” The question came out sharper than I intended. His answer was worse t

  • My Billionaire Husband is Addicted to Me   61

    [Carter’s pov]I don’t remember the drive to her hospital.One moment I was in my office, keys clenched so tightly in my hand they bit into my palm. And the next moment I was already there, standing outside her cabin. My pulse hammering in my ears like a warning I refused to hear.The footage from Camilla’s message still burned behind my eyes. My jaw tightened with the decision that I was never going to let it happen again. I didn’t knock.I pushed the door open and stepped inside but was immediately stopped by the sight in front of meRonan.Of all people he was the one inside her cabin.He stood near her desk like he belonged there. One hand resting casually against the wood, his posture loose but his eyes were sharp the moment they met mine.My gaze flicked across the room instantly to look for her. Olivia wasn’t in sight. Something in my chest tightened.“Where is she?” I asked, my voice direct, leaving no room for pretense. I didn’t need to play games, I already had a lot on my

  • My Billionaire Husband is Addicted to Me   60

    [Carter’s pov]The next morning, I buried myself in work.Or at least, I tried to.The office was too quiet. The kind of silence that should have helped me focus but instead made every thought louder. I stood behind my desk, flipping through the meeting documents Mallory had prepared. Numbers. Timelines. Projections. All the things I normally processed without effort.Today, they blurred together.“These figures don’t match last week’s report.” I said, my voice even though my patience was already thinning. I tapped the paper with the back of my pen. “Explain this.”Mallory stood across from me, tablet in hand, ever-efficient, ever-prepared. “There was an adjustment after the investor feedback.” She replied. “I sent you the revised version two days ago.”“I didn’t see it.”“You acknowledged the email.” Mallory spoke. I hired for her audacity and courage but now I hate how blunt she was. I paused.Did I?I didn’t remember.That alone irritated me more than it should have. Before I cou

  • My Billionaire Husband is Addicted to Me   59

    [Olivia’s pov]“If Candice is Carter’s daughter… then what else is even left to say?” I paused and refrained from opening the file. My voice sounded hollow to my own ears.I didn’t look at the file resting in my lap. I couldn’t. Just knowing what it contained already felt like enough to bury me.“My life is already done, Homer. What’s the catch?” I added weakly, my fingers curling into the fabric of my pants. “There’s nothing more in there that could possibly make this worse.”“You’re wrong if you think you know everything, kiddo.” The firmness in Homer’s voice made my head snap up. “Just read it and you will see how fucked up this all is! I really cannot believe what I just found.”Even Homer was speechless.Before I could react, he leaned forward, took the file from my lap, and flipped it open with a sharp, decisive motion. The sound of the papers shifting felt louder than it should have.“Homer—”“Look at it.” His tone wasn’t harsh. But it wasn’t gentle either. It was insistent. H

  • My Billionaire Husband is Addicted to Me   58

    [Olivia’s pov]“What’s the news, Homer?” The question slipped out of me before I could stop it. “How long are you going to keep this suspense?”The noodles in my hands had gone from warm to lukewarm. I glanced at him anticipating the gossip. Homer didn’t answer immediately.That alone made my stomach tighten.He leaned back slightly, his fingers laced together, elbows resting on his knees as he looked at the floor instead of me. It wasn’t like him. Homer was never hesitant.But right now…He looked like he was choosing his words carefully.“Homer?” I pressed again, my voice softer this time, fragile. “You said it’s big and bad. Just… tell me.”He inhaled slowly, then exhaled through his nose. His jaw tightened for a brief second before he finally spoke.“I got the DNA reports, Olivia.”My hand froze.The chopsticks I was holding stilled mid-air, a strand of noodles dangling helplessly between the cup and my mouth.My heart stopped for a moment.I swallowed, but my throat felt dry.“O

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