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Chapter 93
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Nathaniel couldn’t sleep that night. He lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Cassandra’s angry words still echoed in his ears. The fight earlier had left the whole house tense and silent. He turned his head to her side of the bed. It was empty. She had refused to sleep beside him again. Nathaniel sighed and rubbed his face with both hands. “What is happening to us?” he whispered. He tried to understand her sudden change — the shouting, the mood swings, the distance. She was not the same woman he married. Then a name came back to his mind — *Marcus.* He sat up slowly. That name had not crossed his mind in years. Cassandra once mentioned him long ago, saying Marcus was her ex-boyfriend. Nathaniel didn’t ask too much back then. Everyone had a past, and he trusted her. But lately, she had been hiding things — especially after the missing fifty million naira. He had asked her about it, and she claimed she went shopping, but he hadn’t seen anything new in the house. Now,
Too Late , I am Carrying His Child Chapter 93
Nathaniel had just returned from a long day at the office. He dropped his car keys on the glass table and sighed. The house was quiet — too quiet. Normally, Cassandra would be talking on the phone, giving instructions to the maids, or watching a movie loudly. But that evening, he could only hear the faint ticking of the wall clock. He loosened his tie and walked into the living room. Cassandra was sitting on the couch, staring at nothing. Her eyes were red and swollen, her makeup smudged. There was a half-empty glass of wine on the table in front of her. Nathaniel frowned. “Cassandra?” She didn’t move. He walked closer and placed a hand on her shoulder. “Are you okay? You look… tired.” She flinched slightly at his touch and forced a small smile. “I’m fine, Nathaniel. Just tired, that’s all.” But Nathaniel wasn’t convinced. “You’ve been sitting here for hours, haven’t you? You didn’t even touch your dinner.” “I said I’m fine,” she repeated sharply, taking the glass of win
Too Late , I am Carrying His Child Chapter 92
Vanessa was sitting in her car, scrolling through Instagram as usual. The afternoon was hot, and the air conditioner hummed softly. She wasn’t really looking for anything in particular, just killing time. But then something caught her attention — a familiar face flashing across her screen. Her eyes widened as she clicked on the post. It was Marcus. Marcus, wearing a white shirt, grinning from ear to ear, holding a glass of wine in one hand — and beside him, a woman in a red silk dress leaned close to him, her face partly hidden but her smile clear enough. The caption read: *“Good life, good money, good company Vanessa froze, her heart beating faster. “What the hell…” she muttered, zooming in on the picture. She recognized Marcus’s wristwatch — the same one she’d seen him wearing when he came to pick Cassandra up once. “Don’t tell me this is real,” she said under her breath. She checked the comments. Most were just random followers saying “Enjoy boss!” and “Big man moves
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The sound of soft music filled the air as Marcus lay lazily on the bed, a smile playing on his lips. The hotel room was grand — gold curtains, white sheets, and the faint smell of wine and perfume. Beside him, Lila sat in a silk robe, sipping a glass of champagne. She laughed softly as she looked at Marcus. “You’re really something else, Marcus. Forty million naira? From one woman?” Marcus smirked. “Not just any woman. Cassandra is easy. She’s blinded by love and greed. I only had to tell her I wanted to grow my business, and she handed me everything.” Lila chuckled. “And now she’s probably crying her eyes out.” Marcus shrugged. “That’s her problem. She thought she could buy a man like me.” Lila shook her head in amusement. “So what’s next for you, big man? You’ve got money, you’ve got me, and a fancy hotel room. What more do you want?” Marcus laughed. “More, of course. I never stop. I’m already planning to invest in something small, just enough to double the money before
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The next morning, Cassandra woke up early. Her head was pounding from all the wine and arguments with Vanessa the night before. But as soon as she remembered Marcus, her lips curved into a small smile. She picked up her phone and called him immediately. “Hello, baby,” Marcus said from the other end, his voice smooth and calm. “I was about to call you.” Cassandra smiled. “You miss me already?” “Of course,” Marcus replied quickly. “I couldn’t sleep without hearing your voice.” Her heart melted instantly. “You’re sweet,” she whispered. “I hope the money helped you.” “It did,” Marcus said quickly. “I already started the business move. I’m planning to travel soon to handle things.” “Travel?” Cassandra asked, sounding worried. “Where to?” “Just a short trip, baby. Nothing serious,” Marcus replied. “You trust me, right?” “Of course,” Cassandra said softly, though her heart felt uneasy. After the call ended, she sat there smiling, convincing herself that Marcus truly loved h
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The evening breeze was warm, and soft music filled the quiet bar where Cassandra and Vanessa sat. The lights were dim, the place classy — just the kind of spot Cassandra loved. She sipped slowly from her glass of red wine, her diamond earrings glittering under the soft light. Vanessa sat across from her, flipping through her phone, looking bored. “You’ve been too quiet lately,” she said finally. “What’s going on with you? You look like someone carrying the whole world on her head.” Cassandra sighed deeply and glanced around to be sure no one was listening. “You won’t understand, Vanessa.” Vanessa rolled her eyes. “Try me. I’m your best friend, remember?” Cassandra hesitated, then took another sip of wine. “I did something stupid.” Vanessa’s brows went up. “What did you do this time?” Cassandra leaned closer. Her voice dropped to a whisper. “I gave Marcus forty million naira.” Vanessa’s phone slipped from her hand and hit the table with a loud *clack*. “You did wha
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