Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire Crazy Wife : Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

DAVIDThe grand hall seemed colder than usual, the air thick with tension. My family was gathered, their expressions a mixture of confusion and dread as Lizzy stood there, a smug smile playing on her lips. How did she know about the family dinner? She had no business being here. Her confidence irritated me as much as the sinking feeling in my stomach. Janet caught my eye from across the room, her raised brows and smirk silently taunting me. *I told you so,* her expression seemed to say. My chest tightened. Lizzy was trouble trouble I thought I’d left behind weeks ago. I glanced at her again, but she met my gaze with an unsettling boldness. She was toying with me, and I hated that she felt she could. “Why are you here?” my mother’s voice broke the silence. It wasn’t just a question; it was a challenge. Her tone was razor-sharp, and she wasn’t hiding her disdain. Lizzy smiled sweetly, her head tilting slightly. “Oh, Mom, aren’t you happy to see me?” Her saccharine tone was lac

BELLAThe chill of David’s voice froze the air around us. "What is he doing here?" His tone was sharp, commanding, sending shivers down my spine. He stepped forward, shoving the man away from me with a force that made him stumble."David…" I began, but the fire in his eyes silenced me."Stay away from my wife," he barked at the man. The sheer venom in his words made the stranger take a step back, his confidence visibly shaken."I-I just met him here," I stammered, my voice barely audible. "He claims to be my boyfriend." But why was I explaining myself to him? Shouldn’t he be the one answering for his actions?David turned to me, his piercing gaze locking with mine. "Get in the car," he ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument.Before I could process what was happening, his hand wrapped around my wrist, and he pulled me toward his car. His grip was firm but not painful, his touch burning through my skin. He didn’t even glance at me as he drove, the tension in the car suffocating.

BELLAJulie’s words echoed in my mind like a sinister whisper. I don’t want to die. Her voice had trembled, her wide eyes darting toward the door as though David might burst in at any moment.I gripped her hand, my own trembling slightly. “No one’s going to hurt you,” I said, my voice firmer than I felt.She shook her head, biting her lip. “You don’t understand, ma’am. If Mr. David finds out I told you…” Her words trailed off as tears pooled in her eyes.I leaned closer, lowering my voice as though the walls had ears. “How would he find out? It’s just us in this room. I swear, Julie, your secret is safe with me.”Her lips curved into a shaky smile, but there was no relief in her expression. “Boss always finds out. He has… his ways. But if you really want answers, maybe you should talk to Elowen. You used to tell her everything.”“Elowen?” The name felt foreign on my tongue, like it belonged to someone else’s life. “I don’t even know who that is. How do I reach her?”“You have a phone,

BELLAI had to pretend. I had to play dumb like the clueless fool David believed I was. Every fiber of my being screamed for justice, for confrontation, but I couldn’t let him know. Not yet. My child didn’t deserve to grow up in the chaos of this twisted contract marriage. And now, Lizzy claimed she was carrying David’s child too? My stomach churned at the thought. How could I have fallen for him, even for a moment?Standing from the bedroom floor, my legs trembled, but my resolve hardened. The first step was retrieving my phone. David wasn’t home; I’d made sure of that before even entertaining the idea. I moved cautiously down the hall, each step deliberate, my ears straining for any sound. Julie had said the phone was in his desk drawer.I hesitated at the door to his room, my hand hovering over the handle. What if he came back early? What if one of the staff saw me? But I didn’t have time for doubts. I opened the door and slipped inside, shutting it softly behind me.His room smell

BELLAThe words tumbled out of his mouth like an announcement he’d been rehearsing. “The doctor called me. We have a donor for your father.”I froze. The weight of the sentence hit me square in the chest, but I couldn’t let him see my reaction. I quickly forced my expression into a mask of confusion, feigning innocence.David’s gaze bore into mine as if he were trying to read my thoughts. “Yes, your father,” he added, his voice quieter but no less firm. “I know you lost your memories and don’t remember anything, but the operation is scheduled for tomorrow.”My heart raced, the implications swirling in my mind. I needed to be there, but I couldn’t let him suspect a thing. “Can I come with you?” I asked, my tone measured, my hands clasped tightly together to keep from trembling.David tilted his head, his sharp eyes narrowing slightly. “Why?”I swallowed hard, feeling his gaze pierce through me. “I want to see him,” I replied quickly. “Even if I don’t remember him, he’s still my father,