The Billionaire's Regret: Finding Her at Any Cost

Evelyn's POV"You're joking, right?" I asked in a tone of disbelief. "Why would I be?" Bianca asked with a faint hint of impatience as she arched her brow. "I lost my husband six months ago. You can't possibly expect me to go back home to an empty house, can you?" "Besides," she then turned to Adrian with a look of sadness and pity. But not one that was genuine—this was controlled, rehearsed. "You know... today was the day Zane proposed to me all those years ago... I just can't bear to be alone. Surely you understand, right?" Adrian could only sit there and look lost in thought. For a moment, his lips opened to say something, but then he closed them tightly. His hesitation coiled around my heart like a snake and squeezed tightly. Even if he didn't say it out loud, I knew what his answer was going to be. He would *indulge her*, just like how he wanted me to. He would prioritize her care over my discomfort. But maybe he would prove me wrong… Today was supposed to be *our* day—one

Evelyn's POVDisappointment weighed on my chest like a boulder as I watched Adrian yield to Bianca's theatrics and coddle her like a child. I thought his words were supposed to mean something. Where did the merit go?Adrian wouldn't meet my gaze as he continued to remain locked on Bianca like he was afraid she'd shatter against the weight of her own tears.I couldn't believe it!So much for keeping Bianca at an arm's length, and so much for her supposedly saying she would "do better"!If this was what it was going to continue to be like, then I needed to go elsewhere. I wasn't going to be made to be the third party in my OWN marriage and home!I stomped my way upstairs and slammed the door behind me. Once I'd rummaged through our walk-in closet for a suitcase, I began to pack. Clothes, shoes, and anything necessary. I figured that maybe I could crash at a hotel for the duration of Bianca's stay. Clearly, her needs were more important than my boundaries."Eve!" Adrian's voice sounded fr

Evelyn's POVThe high noon sun wasn't enough to stave off the cold that wrapped itself around my body. Maybe it was from the continued blood loss, or the ache of my husband siding with another woman… Again. Surely, it was both.Adrian hadn't even bothered to check if *I* was okay; to see if *I* had no injuries on my legs. He didn't even spare me a glance outside of a disappointed look. Hell, he didn't even try to get *my* side of the story!It was Bianca's truth that he accepted… All the while mine was suppressed in favor of her comfort.It felt like my heart had shattered alongside all the dinnerware. If I squinted hard enough, maybe I'd find pieces of it on the floor.At that moment, I realized that it didn't matter what Adrian promised me. As long as Bianca played the perfect role of a pitiful victim, he would definitively side with her.Maybe Bianca was right… Family came first. No matter the fact that I married into his family, just as she did, I would continuously take a back s

Evelyn's POVAs much as I wanted to question him, I couldn't find the will to do so. My mind was far too chaotic and my heart too broken to even simply greet him. All I wanted to do was cry, but I needed to hold myself together for the time being."I'll give you two some privacy," Mila said. She gave me one last look of sympathy before letting the door shut behind her."The atmosphere grew more cold and tense once Mila left the room. Neither of us said anything to each other for a while.I just couldn't help but wonder…What if the child was Adrian's? What would I do then? How could I possibly face that truth? I loved him with all of my heart, but if his betrayal ended up being real… Then what would what mean for our future? Would he even care about our child now that Bianca was potentially having his?Adrian looked at me with indifference, but there was something about his eyes that felt icier... cold. Like he couldn't stand to look at me.The distance between us felt like it was g

Adrian's POV"Just a little more above the heel…" Evelyn coaxed. After I moved my fingers to the desired spot, she let out a sigh of relief and sank back down into the bed. "You would think after laying in bed all day that my feet wouldn't be so sore.""Well, you've been long overdue for a foot massage, it seems." I chuckled. "Does it feel better?""It does… Thank you.""Of course."When I looked into Evelyn's eyes, I could see that her earlier wariness dissolved somewhat, but for some reason, it did very little to ease my own feelings. In short, the last few days were a disaster, and I had no one else to blame but myself.I knew I promised Evelyn that I'd try and handle everything better, but honestly… I was starting to second-guess my ability to do so. Especially since I'd already failed to handle everything up to this point.I placed my phone on silence and spent the rest of the day tending to Evelyn as much as I could. If anything, it was the least she deserved after how much of an