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THE BILLIONAIRE'S FORGOTTEN WIFE: My Husband's Redemption CHAPTER 065
NATHANIEL.It’s nine o'clock in the morning, and I’m pacing the ground floor like a madman waiting for a verdict he knows is coming.The house is awake in that quiet, deceptive way it always is after a night of excess, sunlight slipping through tall windows as if nothing has shifted.The rest of the family arrived hours ago, filing back into their respective wings, and I have been lingering downstairs ever since, stalling, listening, hoping Betty doesn’t come down and do exactly what she promised.Announce the divorce, take Grace, and leave.I managed to delay her, barely, because I saw it in her eyes when I left. Whatever tether I thought still existed between us had finally snapped, and my lie—careless, selfish, convenient lie made that happen.Footsteps approach from the hallway, and I straighten instinctively, already bracing for the sight of suitcases scraping across the floor, but it’s not her.“Jesus,” Rhys stops short when he sees me. “You look like shit.”I turn away, jaw tig
THE BILLIONAIRE'S FORGOTTEN WIFE: My Husband's Redemption CHAPTER 064
BETTYI am back home, my body aching in places I didn’t know could ache, and my ears still ringing faintly with music and laughter.I slipped out quietly after telling Rhys to hold down the fort, smiling like everything was fine, and like the night hadn’t cracked something open inside me that I can’t put.I sit on the edge of my bed and bend forward, unclasping my heels with a hiss, and the straps slide free, my feet hitting the floor in relief.There’s a blister forming on my smallest toe, angry and red, and my ankles feel like they’ve carried me across an entire city instead of one very long night.I pull my legs up and start massaging them slowly, methodically, pressing my thumbs into sore muscles and tender skin until the ache dulls into something bearable and the blood starts flowing again, the sting softening.Once I am done, I lean back, staring up at the ceiling, and a quiet, involuntary smile curves my lips.The night rushes back in fragments, vivid and bright, like flashes o
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BETTY“You shouldn’t be back here.” The words come out sharper than I intend as my eyes keep moving, scanning shelves, corners, shadows, and counting cases.The remaining bottles gleam back at me under the harsh storage lights, mocking me with their neat alignment.“So this is how you want to play it, huh?”I turn slowly, already stretched thin, already past the edge of polite.“I don’t know what you’re implying,” My brows draw together, exhaustion bleeding into irritation, “but you need to leave. Whatever you want to say to me can wait.”She doesn’t wait. She crosses the room in three sharp strides and grabs my hand, yanking it away from the shelves like I’m a problem she needs moved out of her path, the suddenness of it stealing my breath for a second.“You and I had a deal, Betty,” she snaps. “I did what you asked. Why couldn’t you do your part?”I stare at her, genuinely blank, my head still half-filled with logistics and numbers and how I am going to solve this champagne problem.
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NATHANIELIt doesn’t take a genius to understand what just happened.Betty doesn’t raise her voice or panic. She goes very still, very focused, just like people do when something has gone wrong, and they are yet know how bad it is.The worker leans in, says something brief, and the change in her is immediate, subtle enough that no one else seems to notice.Well, except me.I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t enjoying the moment before that. The stare, the challenge, and the quiet, stubborn refusal to look away.I almost smile at the memory of it, but irritated because I genuinely wanted to know who would be the first to blink.I finish my drink and set the glass down carefully on the table, the ice clinking once before settling.“I’ll be back in a second,” I say, already rising.Harriette looks up at me, curiosity sharpening her gaze, but I don’t slow down to explain.I simply move through the crowd with purpose, eyes scanning until I spot the man who spoke to Betty moments ago.He’s half
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BETTYIt’s impossible not to notice the black tax and gold dress from the VIP lounge. Especially because of how people’s bodies angle toward them without meaning to.I was hoping he wouldn’t show up, let alone her. And now seeing them here, settled comfortably among familiar power, stirs something I don’t have time to name.The last hour has blurred into smiles, introductions, glasses clinking, and business cards pressed into my palm with the kind of enthusiasm that feels almost unreal.Some of them don’t even wait to get home before sending me emails with the subject line "Urgent" or "Excited," photos attached, wish lists typed out with startling confidence.And I should feel nothing but exhilaration, but instead, beneath the buzz, doubt has started to creep in quietly, when I remember these people run in the same circles.If one of them decides I’m not worth the risk, the rest will hear about it before I can correct the narrative, and everything will slip between my fingers overnigh
THE BILLIONAIRE'S FORGOTTEN WIFE: My Husband's Redemption CHAPTER 060
NATHANIELI am in the backseat of my car with the window rolled down, elbow resting against the door, my gaze fixed on the building in front of me.The club hums with life even from the outside as laughter spills into the street, and music pulses low and controlled, just enough to draw people in.I wonder, briefly, if anyone has noticed that I’m late, because in truth, I didn’t want to come.I considered turning the car around more than once, but I figured absence would speak louder than presence.What message would I be sending if I didn’t show up to support my long-lost cousin and my wife?I step out of the car and automatically smooth my jacket, my fingers adjusting my cuffs.I couldn’t find anything gold at short notice, so I settled for all-black and gold cufflinks. It will have to do.The women stationed at the entrance straighten the moment they see me, their professional smiles snapping into place. “Welcome, Mr. Blackwell.”I don’t stop to respond. I just walk past them and th
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