My Millionaire Husband’s Secret의 모든 챕터: 챕터 261 - 챕터 267

Acting fearless and brave in the face of uncertainty had become my strong suit.A well-developed tactic I’d developed for my career and have now used relentlessly with the woman I love.I want Jess to feel stability and protection.Even if I don’t feel that myself.I feel her hand tightening around mine as I lead her toward the bathroom where answers await.Truthfully, I’m glad she’s not close enough to hear my heart drumming in my chest.I’m terrified of what this answer might be.I’m scared that it’s not going to be what I want it to.Not because I would love her any less.Not because I would leave.Hell, she’d have to pry me away with a crowbar at this point.But because somewhere along the way, without even realizing it, I’d allowed myself to hope.And hope is a dangerous thing.Hope means something can be lost.Hope means putting your heart on the line and praying life doesn’t strike an arrow through it.God knows Jess and I have had enough arrows shot our way.I stop outside the

I hated the smell.I hated the food.I hated the fluorescent lights that never seemed to shut off.But most of all—I hated being alone.This wasn’t supposed to happen.None of it.Alan was supposed to leave Jessie.He was supposed to realize that I was the one who understood him.The one who loved him.The one who sacrificed everything.Instead, I was sitting in a cage while that pathetic little victim probably had everyone wrapped around her finger again.Typical Jessie.Things had always come easy for her.The loving father.The perfect life.The sympathy.Even when she cried, people rushed to save her.But me?Nobody had ever saved me.Nobody had ever chosen me.Except Alan.And now even he hadn’t shown his face.Two weeks.Two damn weeks.Not a call.Not a letter.Nothing.The last I’d seen of him was when he’d wrapped his fingers around my neck..I refused to believe that meant anything.He loved me.He had to.After everything we’d done…After everything we’d risked…He couldn’

I was halfway through a report when I saw a pair of boots stop at my desk.Not unusual.Nothing in our line of work ever stayed quiet for long.I looked up to find Deputy Castro standing in the doorway.Something about his expression made me put my pen down.“What’s wrong?” I asked. The man was usually unshakeable. He swallowed.“It’s Smithsdale.”I frowned.“What about her?”His eyes shifted.“They found her.”The room fell strangely silent.No ringing phones.No chatter.Nothing.Just those three words hanging in the air like a cutting thread.They found her.For a moment, I simply stared at him.Not because I didn’t understand.Because I did.Immediately.Too immediately.I exhaled slowly and rubbed a hand over my face.“When?”“About twenty minutes ago.”I nodded.Neither of us spoke.There wasn’t much to say.Eventually, Castro cleared his throat.“Medical examiner’s on scene.”I nodded again.“Thank you.”He quietly left.And I sat there.Staring at absolutely nothing.I should