Invisible to her Husband のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 151 - チャプター 159

Nicholas wasn’t trying to make Fatima feel sorry for him. If anything, he felt ashamed of his situation. But he had no choice. Fatima had once been his wife, and he knew how understanding she could be.“I’m so sorry,” she said quickly, her voice cracking. Tears threatened to fall. “A lot has been going on. I forgot about the clause.”“I deserve it,” he replied softly.“No, um…” She reached for her phone, ready to send the money. “How much do you need?” Her checking account alone had about fifty million. Her savings had even more, and her inheritance was still untouched. She rarely used any of it.“No, my account is frozen. Even if you send it there, the money will just get stuck.”“Fine. Cash then. How much?”“Just enough to get by, about 100k.”“Okay. I’ll have Gigi…” She stopped herself. She had almost asked Gisele to withdraw the money and give it to him. Then she remembered Gisele had been like her personal assistant. Now that she was about to run her own hospital, she would need

Only when someone touched her back did Fatima snap out of her thoughts. Before she could turn around, the person stepped in front of her. It was Ian.“Are you feeling okay?” he asked, his voice full of concern. His kindness made everything harder for her. He was such a sweet person, and that only made her decision feel heavier.“Yeah, um… where are the others? Food is ready,” she said quickly.Leslie had just come back from the bathroom and was standing at the door. She turned around and said she would call everyone.Fatima had already washed her hands, so nothing was stopping her from eating. She told Ian to come with her to the table so she could show him his seat. She had already assigned seats for everyone.Ian sat down, and she sat too. The rest came in. She noticed Nicholas and Raphael chatting freely. Soon they were all having dinner with light conversations here and there.“I honestly never thought Ian was a one-woman type,” Isabella suddenly said. Everyone stopped what they w

Meanwhile, Fatima went straight to bed after taking some sleeping medication. She didn’t want to deal with herself or with what she had just done, apologizing to Nicholas right in front of Ian. Strangely enough, she wasn’t regretting it either.Leslie might have entered their relationship and ruined it. It might not even have been Nicholas’s fault, and Fatima knew that. But she had to stay with Ian, or else Raphael would deal with her. That was why she refused to drive herself mad with guilt. Besides, the kids would be fine with Mrs. Wilson and Ryan. Feeling stretched and exhausted, she simply went to sleep.The next morning, Fatima woke up with surprisingly few thoughts. She headed straight to the shower, got ready for the day, and went downstairs. The kids were having breakfast with Ryan and Mrs. Wilson.“How did you sleep?” Bonnie asked as Fatima greeted them, planting big kisses on their cheeks.“Eat your food, baby. I have to rush and take care of something,” Fatima replied. She

Just as Fatima had guessed, right at the bottom of the gallery were photos of Leslie and Ian. They appeared to be in a club, judging by the background.The pictures were crystal clear, whoever had taken them had been very close. It was obvious from the images that Ian and Leslie had no idea they were being photographed.“When was this?” she asked.“Two years ago. But that’s not even what will shock you.”“What do you mean?” Fatima was already shocked. She hadn’t expected this from Ian. Sure, he was a player, but this was different.“Remember the big contract Nicholas was working on? The one that required Leslie’s partnership?”“Yes?”“Well, guess who nominated Nicholas for it.”Fatima didn’t even have to guess. She remembered how excited Nicholas had been that day, saying a friend had put his name forward. It had been Ian all along.“Ian?”“That’s not all. From then on, he planted Leslie in Nicholas’s life without either of them knowing.”“No… this is too much. I can’t…” Fatima pushed

On the other hand, Fatima didn’t give a damn about either man. Sure she would have felt a little bad for Ian because of how sweet he had been to her, but that goodwill vanished the moment he threatened her children.As for Raphael, who would want a man who used and threatened her daily? Deep down, a dark part of her hoped one of them would get hurt badly. Maybe even killed. That would finally end this nightmare.Fatima had never wished death on anyone before. That wasn’t who she was. But right now, if either Raphael or Ian died, her life would become so much easier.“It’s not my business,” she told herself firmly as she dialed Leslie’s number instead. “Come to my house,” she said the moment the call connected.“Alright. I’ll be there in an hour.”“Great.” Fatima ended the call, then sat down at her computer and started her therapy session.“Mrs. Ashford, I was expecting your call,” the therapist said warmly. “I’ve heard what’s been happening in your life. As a fellow woman, I’m truly