Todos los capítulos de The Billionaire Husband’s Betrayal: Capítulo 141 - Capítulo 150

I felt a wave of guilt as Leo pulled the pregnancy test out of the wrapper and read the results. I thought to lie and say it was Elena’s but there was no sense in dragging her down with me. I’d have to face the reaction he had towards my actions. I lower my head in shame as I wait to be scolded for being so careless. This wasn’t the right time for us to have a baby. With one attacker at large and the mastermind behind it all still living freely - I was putting myself and another child in danger.I’m surprised when I see Leo smiling and hear his response as I apologize. Leo was excited for a child - our child. He suggests keeping our pregnancy private until we find out who’s been after me and I agree without a second thought. “Can we tell Jasmine?” I didn’t like hiding things from her.“Yes. And I have some news I want to share tonight afterwards. Are you ready to get back to dinner?” I nod and Leo opens the door and wraps his arm around my waist in excitement as we return.“Is every

I get up quickly and hurry to get dress myself. Leo was in his office which happens to be the next room over. I grab my bag and as I run towards the door, I meant with Leo. The confusion on his face is evident.“Is something wrong Claire?” I feel guilty as I see his facial expression change to worry.“Matthew is at the courthouse downtown. He’s being released today and asked that I pick him up. I have to go get him some clothes!” I felt panicked but in a good way. Matthew would be free soon and after all the work he’s done to become a better person - I didn’t want to let him down.“Okay. I’m not busy so I’ll go with you. They have a few shops downtown that we can stop at.” I nod in agreement and we descend the stairs quickly. “Oh wait! I madeSome pecan sandies earlier this morning! I need to bring them with me.” I hurry to the kitchen and am met with Elena before I enter who holds the sandies out to me. “You don’t want to be late, Ms. Claire and tresses no good for the baby.” I smi

Looks like I really got myself in a pickle this time. That bitch, Charlotte will pay for this. Running her over was a mistake. I should’ve killed her when I had the chance.I’m shackled heavily as I’m pulled from my jail cell and told that I will be taken to my arraignment. With the positive sketch and identification of my victims - I wouldn’t have a way out of this one and I knew that they wouldn’t risk setting me free.I wait to hear the judges‘ motion and am defeated when I hear that bail would be off the table. Looks like I’d have to find another way to get to Charlotte. As the judge bangs him gavel, I’m redirected to leave the courtroom by two officers. I look over at the stands before the door and am shocked by what I see. That frail woman who I had pushed down the stairs - resulting in the death of her child was sitting there and behind her - I see Leonardo. The man who started it all. That’s not all I notice. I see the ring on his finger as he silently comforts her. The child

I’m elated when I get to hug my brother and meet his partner Starla but I can’t help but notice Leo being stand-offish with Mason as we bask in Matthew’s freedom and new growing relationship. I decide that no matter what it was would have to wait until we got home. My brother needed support in this moment and I felt obligated to give him my full attention after what he endured because of me.To think that someone would send an innocent man to jail as distraction for their true target still disgusted and shocked me to my core. They could have ruined his life and if it wasn’t for Leo’s connections and restless work - he would have lost an opportunity at life or meeting their child.“How far along are you?” I ask Starla as I gently touch her growing belly.“I just touched 18 weeks.” She smiles at me as I admire my new niece or nephew.“Do you know the gender?” She nods in response and pulls me into a whisper.“I cleaned and decorated his apartment so he’ll find out once we get home!” I s

I read the paper, adjourned with news about the judges first pardon in over twenty years. Matthew’s case had brought on a lot press. As I continue reading, I’m hit with a wave of pain. I double over on the couch silently as I wait for it to pass. Francisco had gone to get groceries and I was alone at the moment. As the pain continues, i feel a sudden urge to use the bathroom and practically drag myself to the toilet and sit down. What the hell is wrong with me? I sit there in pain until it passes and I’m able to use the bathroom. I then prepare to wipe when I’m notice the blood stains on my pants and my clothing. I wipe quickly and look to find that I am bleeding excessively. I quickly try to jump in the shower and wash up when I hear the front door close. Francisco was one for bad timing. “Mon Cher, I got some things for you. I hope -“ I hear his voice catch and wonder if I had left blood on the couch as well. It isn’t until I hear footsteps in the bathroom and the curtain yank