All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Devious Wife: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I had been working on that cover for the past two hours, and it looked like it was almost finished, but there were still a few things here and there that I needed to edit.My conversation with Declan was less than a week ago, and as we both agreed, we were practically strangers living under the same roof. I kept telling myself that it was for the best, and that was exactly what I wanted from the start; however, part of me wanted more from him.When the doorbell rang, I frowned in confusion because I wasn’t expecting anybody. It was still two in the afternoon, and Declan was usually back by six.I closed my laptop screen and got up from my place on the couch. By the time I made it to the door, Maggie, our housemaid and cook, had already opened it.It was quite a surprise for me when I saw Meryl, Declan’s mom, standing by the door.“Hi, Mrs. Davenport. Come in.” I offered her a welcoming smile as I walked toward her. I hadn’t talked much to her. I didn’t have any relationship with the D

I had a meeting with a client, so I woke up earlier than usual. When I went to the kitchen to make myself something for breakfast, I found Declan there. His eyes lingered on mine for a second before I looked away and headed to the fridge.“Kendra, I’m really sorry about what happened last night,” he said.“It’s fine,” I muttered without looking at him. I didn’t need an empty apology from him. “No, it’s not. Disrespecting you can never be fine,” he said, and I sighed. I set the cheddar Tupperware on the kitchen island and looked at him.“Why did you think I made your mom cry?” I asked, wanting to understand the reason behind his reaction. What gave him the impression that I hurt his mother?“Mom doesn’t cry often, and that was your first time spending time with her. When I saw her crying, I thought you said or did something,” he explained, but all I could do was laugh.“Good to know that you think I have the ability to make people cry.” I walked to the pantry to get the toast. This c

He kissed her.He kissed her against her will.That reason was enough to make me break every finger on his hands. But Kendra wasn’t just trying to fight one person. There were two of them—two perpetrators that deserved to rot in hell. I saw the way she was dragged by her hair by one of them, and I lost it. Nobody touched my wife and survived my wrath. She begged them not to take her necklace, and they didn’t give a damn about her. I made sure to make them pay for all the mistakes they made.It took the private detective I hired a couple of days to track them down, and I was happy that I had the necklace.Upon learning that my men caught them, I didn’t waste time and headed straight to the warehouse where they were held. I could only watch the footage once, and it was enough to make me ready to rip them into pieces.Had it not been for my men, I would have killed them.When Kendra told me about what happened, I was furious, but I desperately tried not to lose it in front of her. I hat

A knock on my door made me zone out of the state of concentration I had been in for a while.“Come in,” I said, getting up from the stool.I was surprised when Declan walked into my room because I wasn’t used to him coming here. For the past two weeks, we had been on good terms. We didn’t talk much; however, when we did, it was done in a friendly manner. I even found myself enjoying our small conversations.“Hi,” he said with a small smile. He was dressed casually in some sweatpants and a dark blue T-shirt.“Hey.” I smiled back, heading towards him.“Have you been drawing?” he wondered, and I nodded. It had been a while since Lana mentioned me on her account, and I already had three paintings that I needed to finish within this month—not including the one I promised Ares.“I want to show you something,” he said, and I wasn’t sure if I was imagining things, but Declan looked slightly nervous.Why would he?“Sure,” I said.“Come with me.” I expected him to show me something on his pho

My heart threatened to burst. No one had cared about me like that since Mom’s death. The Davenports hadn’t left me on my own ever since I had the surgery.When I woke up at the hospital yesterday, I found Declan, Lana, and Meryl with me in the room. Their presence took away all the fear I had in my heart.Mom died in the OR when I was young, and since then, I absolutely despised hospitals. I knew that she was terminally ill, and the surgery wasn’t the main cause of her death, but that didn’t stop me from hating hospitals.“I promise I’m fine. You don’t need to mess up your schedule for me,” I tried to convince Meryl not to stay to take care of me, but she wasn’t having it.“I’m not messing up anything. Stop worrying, and just rest,” she said as Declan helped me lie down on the couch.“Can you just focus on recovery and nothing else? Nobody is bothered by taking care of you,” Declan told me, looking me in the eyes.My heart raced whenever he looked at me like that. It was hard not to fe