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She Was Never Just the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 192 Shell Cove
(Natasha)I tell Chase the whole sordid story in my kitchen.It takes forty minutes to lay the whole thing out properly.My mother, the affair, James walking in at nineteen, the deathbed, why I was left behind.I tell it like I’m presenting a financial report.Flat and factual.The way I tell things when I don't want to feel them while I'm telling them.Chase doesn't interrupt once.He poured coffee before I started.It's gone cold.He hasn't made another cup because moving would interrupt my train of thought and he can see how badly I need not to be derailed right now.He's keeping still in a way he isn't usually capable of.I manage to get the whole thing out without crying or breaking anything.Lily is upstairs asleep with the monitor on the counter between us.For a while her breathing on the monitor is the only sound in the room."What do you need? How can I help?" He asks eventually."I don't know."He nods. Doesn't push.I look at my hands.There's a crescent of polish missing
She Was Never Just the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 191 The Appointment
(Natasha)I hate how familiar St. Jude's smells by now.A weird blend of antiseptic liquid and the lavender oil Tracy keeps on her desk because she read it lowers anxiety.It does not lower mine but I appreciate the thought.Lily is on the exam table with one fist around my thumb and the other in her mouth.She’s decided fingers are a food group this week.She’s also doing the thing where she rolls onto her stomach and then can't quite figure out how to push herself up, and complains about it with gusto.I’m sure she’s going to be crawling any day now.James comes in with her file."How's my favorite patient?""Sleeping eight hours. Eating like she's training for something.""Weight check."He scoops Lily up without asking.She tolerates being weighed because James is the one weighing her.Anyone else and she screams.He writes down the numbers and puts her in my lap.Listens to her chest.Pen-light in her eyes, which she abhors because it confuses her.He finishes the check-up and sm
She Was Never Just the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 190 Siblings
(Nathanial)The sand is wet from the tide. We sit on it anyway.I don't say anything for a while.Natasha doesn't either.Far down the beach there's a dog running in circles, barking joyfully.For a minute I envy that dog with everything in me.I try to think.Can't.My brain keeps starting sentences and abandoning them.The man I grew up believing was my father, is not my father.The man whose name I have was my father.My mother slept with my grandfather.For thirteen years.While Will loved her, and built her a beach house, and named me after the man she was sleeping with.I don’t want to think about any of this, but it won’t stop.Natasha picks up a piece of driftwood and turns it over in her hands."Did you suspect any of this?""God. No. I could never imagine what could have been so bad she had to leave. Part of me wishes I still didn’t know."She nods. Keeps turning the driftwood."I keep thinking about dad knowing. Having to deal with all that anger and grief, only to find you
She Was Never Just the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 189 The Telling
(Clarice)It feels like the kitchen has shrunk to the size of a doll’s house.After Natasha's kidnapping I realized that I couldn’t put this off any longer.And not only because of the sword James is holding over my head.The truth is unlikely to give me my eldest daughter and my son back, but if there’s even the faintest chance that they could forgive me, I have to take it.If Natasha can see past the fact that I abandoned her, maybe she can get past the truth of my character as well.With time.Holding her in my arms the other night, realizing part of her still craved comfort from her mother, ignited a flame of hope in my heart.Then she and Nathanial ganged up on me, demanding the truth.Natasha is at the table.Hands flat on the wood.She hasn’t touched the tea I made her.Nathaniel is by the sink. Arms folded.I sit down. I don’t know where to put my hands."I'm going to tell you everything," I say. "I know I’m going to tell it badly because there’s no good way to say any of this
She Was Never Just the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 188 Found
(Chase)The drive takes more than an hour but I don't have a memory of any of it.Mason is at the wheel.I'm in the passenger seat.Nathaniel and Julian are on opposite ends of the backseat not speaking.At some point Julian falls asleep against the window and wakes himself up swearing about it.The address Nathanial wrote on the whiteboard turns out to be a property at the end of a long gravel drive lined with cypresses.The cypresses are wet because someone's been running sprinklers on a vineyard nearby.The estate is lit up like a Christmas card from hell.Two police cruisers.An ambulance.A black Mercedes parked at a crooked angle on the gravel like someone got out in a hurry and didn't care.Mason parks twenty feet from the house.The four of us get out. Nobody slams a door.Jeffrey Bauer in a sport coat is on his knees in the gravel by the porch.Two cops behind him with their hands on their belts.I don't look at him long enough to know if he sees me.I don’t give a damn about
She Was Never Just the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 187 The Crack
(Natasha)The drive is gravel and long enough to make a point.Two full minutes of crunch.The kind of approach you build when you don't want neighbors.The driver kills the engine.The man from the passenger seat comes round, opens my door, cuts the zip ties with a small folding knife in three controlled motions.I rub the welts and don't thank him.Thank you would be wrong on every conceivable level.Jeffrey Bauer is waiting on the porch.He’s wearing a sport coat with an open collar and the expression of a man who’s rehearsed smiling in a mirror."Natasha."He says it the way people say finally.He’s cooked me dinner.The dining table is laid for two.White table cloth, candles in silver holders, a platter under a domed lid on the sideboard.The French doors at the far end open onto a flagstone terrace.I take careful note of where all the exits are.Doors and windows.Any place with an opening large enough for me to crawl out of.Jeffrey pulls out my chair like we’re on a date.My
She Was Never Just the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 40 You Were Mine First
(Natasha)The drawing room buzzes with the sound of Eleanor’s guests.The string quartet is playing a lively, hollow tune. But the social adrenaline is fading from my bloodstream.Chase hasn’t come back and I can only assume he’s spending the night with Sonia.I don’t know why I’m even allowing tha
She Was Never Just the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 18 The Successor
(Nathanial)Holding my phone to my ear, I stare out the large window of my office."Mother, you need to come to Los Angeles," I tell her firmly."Sonia is pregnant. She is very upset and needs you right now."A long, heavy silence fills the line."You know I can’t go to Los Angeles, Nathanial," my
She Was Never Just the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 50 The Frames on the Wall
(Chase)Lily will not sleep.She was fine during the show, fine through the chaos of the evening, perfectly content while Mason was here and the room was full of noise and movement.The moment things quieted down she decided she had opinions about it.I walk her through the townhouse in slow loops,
She Was Never Just the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 23 The Resemblance
(Nathanial)Walking up the wide stone steps of the Warren estate, I keep a close eye on my sister.Sonia walks stiffly beside me, keeping her hands carefully folded over her perfectly flat stomach.She shivers, blaming the cold wind, but I know she’s anxious about seeing Chase and Natasha’s child.
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