All Chapters of My Millionaire Husband’s Secret: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

267 Chapters

Chapter 159: Jessie’s POV

I watch as Officer Miller and Ronaldo finally emerge from the back room, and relief washes over me when I see Colin is still in one piece. Mina and I are just finishing the floral arrangements for my parents, the scent of fresh lilies and eucalyptus hanging in the air like a soft veil.“Ah, boys. Did you find what you were looking for?” she asks, her tone warm but carrying that unmistakable note of authority she’s perfected over the years.Ronaldo glances at Officer Miller—quick, loaded, the kind of look that says more than words. Something happened back there. Something he’s not sure he should say in front of Mina.“Colin?” I jump in, keeping my voice gentle, careful not to sound as panicked as I feel. “Could I get your opinion on my floral arrangement for my mother?”A diversion. An intentional one. Mina didn’t need more worries on her plate today. And whatever Colin found—or didn’t find—could wait until later.“Oh—um.” He steps forward, kneeling beside me as his eyes sweep over the

Chapter 160: Lincoln’s POV

I’m just about finished with the fourth file out of the seven left when the sharp vibration of my phone snaps me out of my concentration. The ringtone cuts through the quiet office like a scalpel. Instinctively—almost embarrassingly—I lunge for it, already expecting to see Jessie’s name lighting up the screen.I practically yank the phone from my pocket, right in front of my client—Mrs. or, as she’s insisted since last week, Ms. Fowler.Great. Real professional, Lincoln.“I’ll be just a moment, Ms. Fowler,” I say, already rising from my chair. She gives me a thin smile, the kind that says both take your time and I’m judging you just a little. I step out into the hallway, letting the office door click shut behind me.I’d be more concerned if I weren’t aware of Ms. Fowler’s infatuation with me. Not only was it uncalled for but it also offered me leverage to do as I please.Sure, it looked unprofessional—but in a twisted way, it helped my case. Once I get those framed pictures of Jessie

Chapter 161: Officer Miller’s POV

The drive to Jessie’s parents’ burial site is quiet—uncomfortably and heavily quiet. The kind of quiet that has its own gravity. And even then, I don’t blame her. How could I?It’s a rare and terrible kind of grief to lose your entire family… and then to fear visiting them because the last time you did, you were nearly killed and brutalized. Trauma doesn’t take up space—it shrinks everything around it until it is all you have and all you can remember. It embodies you. Even conversation is impossible.I keep my hands steady on the wheel and my mouth shut. There is nothing I could say—no apology, no platitude, no attempt at comfort—that would make this easier. She needs presence, not words.When we finally pull into the small gravel lot, I slip the SUV into park and glance over. Jessie hasn’t moved. Not a twitch. She sits perfectly still, her fingers curled tight around the fabric of her sleeves, her eyes unfocused. Frozen. Heartbroken. Terrified. I can almost feel the war in her chest

Chapter 162: Jessie’s POV

I continue placing the flowers in the narrow metal vases attached to my parents’ tombstones, letting the gentle clink of glass and stems fill the silence while Officer Miller’s words circle in my mind like a storm refusing to settle.“What do you mean?” I ask without looking up, my fingers trembling slightly as I adjust a bent lily.“Alan wouldn’t have known exactly where you were abducted from unless Blaire told him… or unless he was involved in some way.” Colin’s voice is low, steady, and uncomfortably certain. “That information was never released to the press. And in the recording—you never mentioned being dragged away from your parents’ tombstones. We listened to the full audio.”I freeze mid-movement, my fingertips brushing cool stone. “So you think Alan was involved in my kidnapping?” I finally look up, the worry on my face impossible to hide. He had seemed so genuine earlier—apologetic, regretful, like the man I once married. The man I thought I knew.“I think he may have been,

Chapter 163: Jessie’s POV

The drive back home is uncomfortably silent—so silent it makes the hum of the car feel like pressure against my ears. I can’t tear my thoughts away from what Officer Miller told me. No matter how many times I replay it, the implications only twist tighter.Blaire may not have acted alone.Alan may have been an accomplice in my attack.The idea alone makes my stomach churn.She had no knowledge of the anniversary of my parents’ death. She never asked about their burial location. She had no way of knowing about Mina’s shop—and yet my attacker did. He knew exactly where I’d be and when.That wasn’t a coincidence. That was clear precision.He followed my movements without ever tailing me. Even Blaire’s delusional audacity didn’t stretch that far.So what does that leave?Had he lied about everything he said during that lunch? All those confessions, all those carefully placed fragments meant to earn sympathy—were they fabricated?Is Olivia actually as disabled as he claimed?Is Jeremy even

Chapter 164: Olivia’s POV

“Olivia, there’s someone here to see you?” Nurse Allie says nicely as she meets me in outdoor garden. I always like sitting out here and watching the birds.“Is it Alan?” I ask cheerfully. Alan hasn’t been visiting much lately but he said that he would visit more often now. And Blaire said the same thing.“No, but it is someone very close to Alan.”“Is it Blaire?” I try to guess again.“Not today, your visitor today is named Jessie. She’ll be here in just a moment, okay?”“Okay.” Who’s Jessie? Is she Alan’s friend like Blaire is? Or is she a different kind of friend?I watch the doors excitedly until the receptionist brings her over. She’s a small pretty woman with long black hair with a sling. I wonder what happened to her arm?Did she fall and get hurt?“Evening Olivia, this is Jessie. She wanted to come by and see you today.” I smile and nod in response as the receptionist leaves and Jessie sits down on the bench across from me.“It’s nice to meet you, Olivia.” She seems very nice

Chapter 165: Alan’s POV

Rebecca, Jeremy and I are all enjoying the Ice Age movies when I have to step away to answer my phone. To my surprise, it’s Olivia. She usually never uses her phone, nonetheless, calls me. Something must’ve happened to her. I feel my heart sink and answer quickly.“Olivia, is everything okay?” I try to control my breathing and tone as to not frighten her.“Yeah! I had the best day today and I wanted to share it with you!” Thank goodness - she’s fine. She’s safe.“Okay, let me hear it. I’m all ears.” I say as I lean against the kitchen counter.“I got to make a new friend after she came to visit me today! She was so lovely!” A new friend?“A new friend? What new friend?”“She was so pretty and she promised to come back next week and see me again.” Olivia keeps rambling as I begin panicking. What the hell is Blaire up to?“Olivia! Who came to see you today?” I ask sternly.“Am I in trouble?” She asks sadly.“No, no. You’re not in trouble. I just want to make sure that’s you’re safe. Ca

Chapter 166: Officer Miller’s POV

I grip the steering wheel as I wait, my thumb tapping the leather in an uneven rhythm. The entrance to the facility is quiet—too quiet—and the minutes feel like they’re dragging themselves across broken glass. My phone vibrates against my thigh, snapping me out of my spiraling thoughts.It’s from Jessie.She’s coming out.Relief flashes through me so quickly it almost hurts. I start the engine and pull up to the front without hesitation, parking crookedly in my urgency. I hop out, ready to storm inside if I have to—but then I see her.She steps through the automatic doors slowly, smoothing her hair down with a tremor in her hand. And… she seems fine? More than fine. There’s a small, almost delicate smile tugging at the corner of her mouth—something soft, distant, thoughtful. Not the hollow, tight-lipped expression she wore going in.She doesn’t protest when I rush forward to open the passenger door. She simply lowers herself into the seat, buckles her seatbelt with robotic calmness, a

Chapter 167: Lincoln’s POV

“Another case file down, Diana. How many are left?” I ask dryly, watching yet another divorcee leave the office—disappointed, flushed, and still clinging to the fantasy that rejected advances were somehow negotiable.“Just one,” Diana sighs dramatically. “She’s been the toughest. All she has to do is sign the final settlement and mediation agreement, but she refuses to come in unless you’re here.” She rolls her eyes so hard I’m surprised she doesn’t sprain something.“It’s been sitting on my desk since the day of that lawn party.” Her lips press into a tight, thin line, the universal sign for I’m so done with this nonsense.“No kidding?”“Nope.” She pops the ‘p’ with extra spite—her way of happily dumping the problem back into my lap.“Let me see it.” I hold out my hand. She drops the file into it like a cursed object. One glance at the name and—of course. The newly Ms. Dickinson.Perfect.She was the worst one yet. Not only aggressive in her pursuit, but relentlessly handsy—to the po

Chapter 168: Officer Miller’s POV

I couldn’t comfort her. Not in the way that he can but that isn’t what’s important right now. I have to tell him what’s happened and the information we’ve come to find out.“Care to tell me what the hell happened to her?!” I hear Lincoln say in a sharp tone as he walks over to me.“She met with Olivia. She wanted to know if anything Alan said at that lunch meeting was true and she found out that what he said about her was very true.” He stands there for a moment.“You mean to tell me, you took her to the facility to meet with her husband’s fucking sister?! What are you doing?”“She didn’t tell me what we were doing there until we were actually there. She said that she wanted to ask questions from someone who would know the answers and I chose to follow her lead.”“And do you think that was a superior choice?”“Actually, I do.” I say confidently.“Do you?” He asks rhetorically as he steps closer.“Yes, I do. Jessie’s found out that Alan does have some sort of hand in her attack. That h

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