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Chapter 33: Tonight, He Was My Plus-One
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2026-08-20 21:31:31
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The Billionaire’s Wife Does Not Exist Chapter 41: My Mother-in-Law Wanted Her Son Without His Wife
For a few seconds, I couldn't understand why Roman's mother would care where he slept while I was away. Then the shape of it became obvious. She wasn't trying to keep her son from becoming Chairman. She was offering him everything he'd once wanted, provided being my husband never inconvenienced Ashbourne again.Roman was already reaching for his phone, jaw set, ready to call her."Don't.""Tessa, she—""I know what she did. I'm asking you not to fight your mother for me."He argued that this was different, that she'd deliberately shaped the terms of his Chairmanship to force a choice he'd already made clear he didn't want to make."If she hadn't done this," I asked, "what would you want?"That stopped him. Not what his mother wanted. Not what Ashbourne expected. Not what would prove his love to me. What did he actually want his life to look like."I want the Chair," he said slowly. "And I want to spend part of the year living with my wife.""Then negotiate for that. Don't reject it ju
The Billionaire’s Wife Does Not Exist Chapter 40: I Refused To Let My Husband Choose Me
Tessa had expected the Chairman offer to frighten her. Instead, what unsettled her was the way Roman stood there, looking as though wanting something for himself had suddenly become evidence against the husband he was trying to be."Say it properly," I said.He gave me a careful, qualified answer, the kind designed to sound honest without actually committing to anything."Don't tell me what you think a good husband is supposed to want," I told him. "Tell me what you want."He was quiet for a moment, and then he finally admitted it. Yes. Part of him still wanted to become Chairman. Not because his father expected it, not because the family needed another Ashbourne at the top, not to prove anything to anyone. There were things about Ashbourne he genuinely wanted the authority to change.That distinction mattered more than I expected it to. He'd changed, but his ambition hadn't disappeared, and some relieved part of me was glad of that. I didn't want rehabilitation to turn him into a man
The Billionaire’s Wife Does Not Exist Chapter 39: My Husband Asked If He Could Come With Me
I assumed at first that Roman was asking whether I still thought of Hartwell House as home, some quiet reassurance he needed before I left. But that wasn't what he meant."Why does your life there have to be temporary while mine here gets to be called home?"That stopped me completely. For seven years, this house, his schedule, his responsibilities had formed the fixed center of our marriage, and I had always been the one whose life bent around it."What exactly are you suggesting?""I'm asking whether I can come with you."Not permanently. Not abandoning Ashbourne entirely. But actually living there with me for part of the year, instead of flying in for the occasional romantic weekend like a guest in his own marriage.My first reaction wasn't relief. It was suspicion. "Are you about to reorganize Ashbourne, buy an apartment, move staff, and construct an entire second life before I've even packed a suitcase?""I was thinking one toothbrush to start."I almost laughed, but I held onto
The Billionaire’s Wife Does Not Exist Chapter 38: He Gave Up the Chair Before He Knew I Was Coming Back
I was still holding the old plane ticket when the weight of what Roman had just told me finally settled. Becoming Chairman hadn't been some distant possibility he'd casually walked away from. For most of our marriage, it had been the destination toward which everything else seemed to bend, the late dinners, interrupted weekends, and nights when Ashbourne kept him working long after I'd gone to bed."You wanted that position for years," I said. "You practically built our life around getting there.""I did." Roman didn't try to soften it. "I know."That was what made it difficult to understand. He hadn't turned it down after I came home, when changing might have helped him win me back. He'd done it during the second year I was gone, when he had no reason to believe I would ever know about the choice."Then why?"He told me the offer had finally come when he'd spent most of his adult life preparing to receive it. More authority, more control, the final confirmation that he'd become exact
The Billionaire’s Wife Does Not Exist Chapter 37: He Knew I was Coming Home
"How?" I asked.He explained simply. He hadn't had me followed. Someone connected to Hartwell House, an old contact, had mentioned I'd reached out about retrieving something I'd left behind. That was enough for him to understand I might come back."When I realized you might return," he said, "I bought that last ticket because I decided if you changed your mind, I'd go to you first.""What were you going to say?""I didn't know." He'd rehearsed hundreds of versions over those eleven months, but by then he'd understood that an apology prepared in advance was just another way of controlling the conversation before it started. So his actual plan had been smaller. Find me. Ask if I'd speak to him. If I said no, leave.That mattered more to me than any speech could have."Why were you coming back?" he asked.I hesitated, because the truth wasn't romantic. I hadn't been coming home because I'd forgiven him. I hadn't wanted the marriage restored. I'd simply reached a point where living with u
The Billionaire’s Wife Does Not Exist Chapter 35: My Husband Was Jealous of The Life I Built Without Him
Roman was home when I got there, and I told him everything. The position was real, it would require one year away, and there was a possibility of building something closer to home afterward."Adrian proposed the partnership," I said.He paused, just slightly, before answering. "Of course he did.""What's that supposed to mean?""Nothing charitable."I almost smiled. "You're jealous again.""I'm beginning to find the man exhausting.""He hasn't done anything to you.""That's part of what's irritating."I called Adrian to clarify the timeline, and he told me he'd raised the idea months ago, long before I'd gone back to Roman, because he believed my work could eventually support something bigger. Roman heard enough of the conversation to understand Adrian hadn't been competing with him. He'd simply been there when Roman wasn't, and that made him go quiet instead of sharper."What?" I asked."I wish I'd been there."Not *I wish he hadn't been.* I wish I'd been.He asked about the commissi
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