Semua Bab Into His Mistress's Body: Billionaire's Heartless Wife : Bab 61 - Bab 70

Yvonne,My chest heaved when the light stabbed my eyes. It burned straight through my skull, forcing a low groan out of my throat before I could stop it. My eyelids fluttered uselessly, heavy as if they were glued shut, and when I finally managed to open them, the world swam violently. Dizziness rolled through me in waves, thick and nauseating, my head throbbing as if someone had struck it with a blunt object.When I tried to move, a sharp jolt shot through my arms. The chair creaked beneath me. That was when reality slammed into me. My wrists were bound tightly to the armrests, coarse rope biting into my skin. Another rope cinched my torso to the back of the chair, stealing the air from my lungs when I struggled instinctively. Panic flashed through my mind, hot and blinding. Cold sweat broke out across my back as the fragments of information finally stitched themselves together."What the hell?" I whispered hoarsely, my voice barely steady. I blinked rapidly, trying to force my visi

Yvonne,Honestly?I didn’t want to believe any of her words. People with sociopathic tendencies tend to twist or recreate scenarios to make themselves a victim. However, I had watched how Veronica’s mother favored Sabrina.Even in the case of Hudson, she blamed me for trying to go against her precious daughter. And I didn’t worry about Veronica’s confession, since I could verify them if needed.Right now, seeing her breaking down like this, I couldn’t help but feel broken. Parents’ blatant negligence and favoritism destroy children’s lives. Their self-esteem, confidence, and the thought that they can be loved become distant thoughts in their minds, constantly wondering what they did wrong to be pushed away.And it could twist someone’s mentality.And Veronica’s fate seemed to have a dark twist I could barely wrap my head around.“You didn’t say anything to your parents or brothers?” I asked, trying not to show pity, keeping my tone steady. People in this situation didn’t like pity but

Yvonne,Although at that time her words passed through my mind like a simple conversation, the moment I watched her walking out of the back door of the hotel, everything started settling into a cold realization. My chest tightened, breath hitching slightly as the truth slowly sank in.Veronica stole sperm just to get pregnant so that he would leave his lover to marry her. No wonder Dante kept telling me that he had no idea how I got pregnant with his child. The thought made my stomach churn, a faint nausea crawling up my throat.I was too shocked by her childhood upbringing to process the information at first. It was far more devastating than I had expected. My fingers curled unconsciously at my side. However, the question was who helped her get those in the first place.Judging by Orion’s behavior and how he got defensive, he wouldn’t dare to mess with Dante. That meant someone who had direct access to obtain them from the hospital. A dull pressure built behind my temples as my thoug

Dante,It felt like a smooth invasion of my life, something that slipped in quietly without warning. Although I couldn’t fully wrap my thoughts around Veronica’s changes, I couldn’t hold that much grudge against her anymore. The irritation that should have been there dulled, settling somewhere deep in my chest, heavy but quiet.Lying on the bed, watching her hold Aurora as if her entire world revolved around her, my gaze lingered longer than I expected. My jaw loosened slightly, and my breathing slowed. She didn’t feel like the old Veronica I knew. There was a softness in the way her fingers curved around Aurora’s small frame, a careful patience that made my chest tighten for reasons I couldn’t name.However, I was happy at this point. Life had always thrown curveballs in my way whenever I reached for what I wanted. From the beginning of my life, everything I achieved came in exchange for something equally valuable. I had learned to accept that balance, even when it hurt.Right now, m

Dante,I stood in the office room, watching the world move on without caring about anyone else. Although I had prioritized my daughter over the last few days, my heart still ached every time the thought crossed my mind that I might have to give up loving Pearl because of her behavior. The idea terrified me. It hurt more than I was willing to admit, wondering how I could live the rest of my life without her.Even the thought of never falling in love again, of living solely for my daughter and quietly carrying the memories of the relationship I had shared with Pearl for the last decade, felt like a slow suffocation. I had thought that far ahead, knowing I could never knowingly endanger my daughter’s upbringing.However, my mother’s words shattered the fragile strength I had used to hold onto that resolve. To love her. To see a future with her. To understand how to build a life with her while still protecting my daughter.“Boss.”Zayn, my assistant, walked in holding a stack of files. I