Loathed Wife of the Wicked Billionaire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

I waited anxiously for what seemed like an eternity, my heartbeat quickening with every passing second. The sound of footsteps echoing through the hallway signified my husband Herod's departure from our grand estate. This was the moment I had been yearning for, the opportunity to escape the confines of my gilded cage and seek solace elsewhere. It was risky, I knew, but I couldn't bear to remain a captive in my own home any longer.As I glanced around, I realized that the maid, Sarah, was preoccupied with her duties, tending to the needs of the household. Her keen eyes were momentarily averted, and I seized the chance to slip away unnoticed. My heart pounded in my chest as I crept silently through the opulent corridors, my every movement shrouded in secrecy. It was nerve-wracking, yet thrilling to be emancipated from the watchful gaze of the household staff.Finally, I found myself standing outside the imposing iron gates that led to freedom. The world beyond beckoned to me like a sire

••Theron••Rome's message lit up the chat group, urging us to have a well-deserved Saturday out. A wave of excitement washed over me as I read his words, and I knew this was the opportunity I had been waiting for. It had been years since I last had a night out with friends, and the thought of letting loose and indulging in some good company felt like a balm for my weary soul.I walked into the living room, where Mother Tanna was sitting in her favorite armchair, engrossed in a book. "Mother," I said, clearing my throat. "I have something to tell you."She looked up, her eyes meeting mine with a curious glance. "What is it, my dear?" she asked, her voice warm and comforting."I'm going out tonight," I replied, my voice filled with a mix of excitement and guilt. "With my friends, from the chat group. We're planning to have a good time."A smile tugged at the corners of Mother Tanna's lips. She closed her book and placed it gently on a side table. "Oh, darling," she said, her voice filled

The sun beat down on the pristine tennis court as Athro and I engaged in a challenging match. It had been a few days since I had received the shocking news about my wife's supposed death, and amidst the whirlwind of emotions, the only escape I could find was on the court. Little did I know that another twist of fate awaited me on this scorching afternoon.As we volleyed back and forth, the familiar chiming of my phone interrupted the rhythm of the game. Athro shot me a curious glance as I reached for my pocket and retrieved the device. My heart raced as I saw Keigan's name flashing on the screen. Without wasting a second, I answered the call, but my voice betrayed the anxiety that crept within me."Keigan? What is it?" I asked, my throat tight with anticipation.His voice on the other end sounded urgent. "Theron, you need to hear this. I've uncovered something, something that turns everything upside down."I froze, the racket slipping from my fingers as his words hit me like an electr

I could feel my fury building up inside of me, like an uncontrollable inferno threatening to consume everything in its path. I had reached my limit, my breaking point, and there was no turning back now. Herodotus had to answer for his treachery. He had played with my life, shattered my world, and it was time to confront him face to face.Exiting my car, I stepped onto the grounds of Herodotus' sprawling estate - a stark contrast to the chaos that raged within me. The wind picked up, whipping my hair around my face, mirroring the storm that brewed within my soul. This confrontation was long overdue; it was time to settle the debts that were owed.Herodotus emerged from the grand entrance, arrogance dripping from every pore. With each step he took, my blood boiled hotter. I could see the smirk on his face, as if he relished the pain he had caused me. It was in that moment, as we locked eyes, that time regressed. Memories flooded back, intertwining with the burning anger that coursed thr

The clock struck midnight, casting a haunting stillness over the room. I found myself unable to rest, my thoughts consumed by the tumultuous events that had brought me to this point. The pale moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting ethereal shadows upon the walls. I turned my gaze towards the bed, where Herodotus lay still, his eyes fixed upon the ceiling as he slumbered.A sense of unease shrouded me, driving me to seek solace in the comfort of my phone. I reached under my pillow and retrieved it, feeling the cool touch of the device in my hands. With trembling fingers, I unlocked my phone, revealing a flood of notifications. Ignoring them all, I navigated to the messenger app, my heart pounding with anticipation.Theron's name appeared on the search bar, and a mixture of excitement and fear coursed through my veins. Memories of our clandestine meetings, stolen glances, and secret whispers flashed before my eyes. My mind brought me again to who he really was to me. He was my