Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire Husband’s Betrayal: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

I don’t understand how I could’ve been completely unaware of the officer that had followed me into the bar just two night ago. I was following my ritual before each shipment came in. I would get a few drinks, find a woman’s company and be ready for work the next morning. But this time, company had found me and there were too many for me to kill, in order to escape.I take note of the officers’ name. I would remember it for when I was back to my freedom and able to kill him. After my processing, I begin to wonder. All this commotion over that pretty little woman? Why was she of this much importance? I didn’t harm her to extent I’d like - it was just a hand. Who was this woman to Charlotte? I realize how much I had forgotten to ask. But now I had time to recover my thoughts as I’m sure I’d be sitting here for a good amount of time. May as well use the public computer access in here to find out. I look up that Charlotte woman that Francisco was involved with and read the article of her

I ensure Elena is aware that Claire is staying back before leaving for the precinct. My driver was already parked outside and I simply gave him the address to the precinct.As I’m walking in, I see a lot of buzz and realize they were all trying to move hastily to find Claire’s first attacker. Word must’ve spread that my incentive was not real but paid with no questions asked. I watch Mason as he makes his way towards me.“Come on. We’ve got an interrogation to do. I follow Mason to his police car and hop in. Now that my wife’s attacker, Roman, was arraigned, all interrogations had to be held in the county jail.“Any rules I need to follow?” I ask out of courtesy. I can’t guarantee my behavior at its best. He did disfigure Claire’s hand after all.“You can’t physically attack him. And you can’t ask questions pertaining to his case without his attorney present.”“Is that all?” Mason nods in confirmation.“Well this is going to be easier than expected.”“Well there’s only one small issue

Roman’s attorney finally calls me to give me word on my nephew. I hurriedly answer the phone and hold my finger up to Charlotte.“How is he?” I ask sternly. I had no interest in small talk. I would have to tell my sister he was in jail.“He is fine. He had a message for you today.” His monotone voice told me that this wasn’t good.“What is it?”“When the cats’ away, the rats will play.” I freeze in my pace as I hear his message. Roman never ratted and I’m unsure why he would choose to now. What did he say?“What was said?” “Confidentiality restricts me from saying anything until his sentencing. You know that, Francisco.” He was right. I couldn’t risk any harm to my nephew but Charlotte needed to be protected.“What was he looking at?” “Forty five to sixty years. His DNA was found in other crime scenes and the systems have changed. They were more efficient now. I believe it has to do with his last customs’ husband.”“The billionaire?” Surely he did not mean Leonardo.“Yes, I’m sorry

Having Claire’s forgiveness and understanding was an immense weight off of my shoulders. Although the guilt was still present after Roman expressed that Claire’s attacks and the woman orchestrating them were all because of me. I couldn’t think of a single person who would want to get to me by hurting Claire, especially a woman. Claire had never met any of my ex-girlfriends - other than Charlotte and she didn’t exist in my life when those relationships occurred or even remotely near their end. It would make more sense if Charlotte was targeted, she was present throughout all my relationships and frankly, most of them ended because they could barely the idea of me running to another woman’s side.I lay down in bed, contemplating who could’ve done this as I watch Claire sleep peacefully beside me. Things were starting to finally fall into place when her career took off. She was happy. My mother wanted me to be with her. Charlotte had healed from surgery and started her new life. Everyo

I couldn’t believe it when Claire finally said yes to being my wife again. I felt like we were in a twilight zone. I made sure to send a text message to my attorney asking that he place the clause into effect - voiding our divorce before going back down for bed with Claire. It wasn’t long before we were fast asleep. I’m awakened by my phone ringing. I look to see it was Mason calling. There must be news, especially if he was calling this early in the morning.“I hope I didn’t wake you, man.”“Don’t worry. What’s going on?” The pleasantries weren’t necessary. He could call at any moment and I’d answer in haste. He was doing me a massive favor. “DNA came back on those cigarettes. I ran it through CODIS and we got a match.”“You know who Claire’s first attacker is?’ I hadn’t expected this to happen so soon. I would have to tell Claire as soon as she woke up.“His name is Mark Siles. He’s a record criminal, holding multiple charges of assault, attempted murder and kidnapping.” I knew wh