My Billionaire Husband is Addicted to Me のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

[Olivia’s pov]I didn’t answer Ronan immediately.How could I even bring myself to go on lunch with my bully? Even though Ronan had attempted to mend things between us. I still couldn’t bring myself to forgive him let alone forget things.He claimed it was simply lunch. But I knew deep down it was a subtle date. These men in my life were utter idiots! My eyes drifted back to the bouquet of roses sitting on the side table. They were beautiful deep red, perfectly arranged for me. Certainly expensive and yet the choice was completely wrong.How could Carter mock me like this?I didn’t want to believe that he did worse than this yesterday. Wrong flowers were a trivial thing in front of that.Ronan stood by the door, watching me with that same unreadable expression. I glanced at him in confusion, he looked like he already knew what was going on inside my head.“I’ll… think about it.” I said finally, my voice lower than I intended. “About lunch, I mean. I need to check my schedule.” Star

[Carter’s pov]My phone rang just as I was about to take a turn toward the school. I didn’t hear it at first among my worry and scattered mind. The phone rang once again and when the car stopped at the red traffic light I snapped out of it.Olivia.Her name flashed across the screen. For a second, just a second, my heart stopped. Then it slammed violently against my ribs. Not because she was calling me after whatever happened.But because Candice’s school was nearby her hospital. And I was well aware how good they both bonded.I picked up instantly.“Olivia?”There was a brief silence on the other end.Too brief.“She’s with me.” My grip tightened around the steering wheel. The horns kept on blaring behind me but I was unsure what to do. At first I wanted to know the reason for the call. I had hoped for worse. “Candice?” I asked sharply.“Yes. She is here with me at the hospital.”The breath I didn’t even realize I was holding escaped me in a rush. “Is she alright?” The question came

[Olivia’s pov]By the time I stepped back into my cabin, I thought I had prepared myself. Carter had gone out to get some fresh air after seeing Candice was alright. He had no clue how to deal with the child after the incident.I wasn’t prepared for what I learned about everyone in the past two days. My whole life had been a circus and now it had reached my work life too. As soon as I entered I looked for Candice. She was standing behind my desk, on her toes.Her small fingers flipping through the papers I had neatly arranged earlier. She was completely unaware or unconcerned about the mess she was making. Not that I mind it.My brows furrowed slightly. “What are you doing?” I asked, my voice sharper than I intended.She was startled. Her head snapped toward me, wide eyes meeting mine. For a second, she looked like a child caught doing something wrong. “I was looking,” she said simply like an innocent culprit.Of course you were.I sighed softly, smiled while shaking my head and walke

[Olivia’s pov]His jaw tightened slightly.“For everything about yesterday. I swear I had no idea Camilla would be there.” He said while making those pitiful eyes which I hated.I let out a soft, mocking huff. “How convenient of you, Carter.”His brows furrowed faintly. “What does that mean?”“It means—” I said, my voice calm but edged with something sharper, “you don’t get to throw a blanket apology over everything and expect it to fix things. Especially after whatever happened yesterday. You didn’t even bother to stand up for me and now you are expecting my forgiveness.”“That’s not what I’m doing.” He tried to explain it to me, his voice lower, controlled—but I could hear the strain beneath it.“Isn’t it?” I snapped.The moment the words left my mouth, Candice flinched.It was small.Barely noticeable.But I saw it.And it hit me like a sudden jolt.My anger stalled mid-breath.For a second, everything else faded, the argument, the tension, the ache and all I could see was the way

[Olivia’s pov]The moment the door clicked shut behind Carter and Candice, the silence in my cabin felt suffocating. I was relieved I couldn’t deny it.I stood there for a few seconds, staring at nothing, my mind still tangled in the remnants of our argument. His words. My words. The look in his eyes. It made my chest ache.What our relationship has come to.With a slow exhale, I let myself fall back into the chair behind my desk. The leather creaked under my weight as I slumped. The silence outside contrasted with the storm inside me.One hand coming up to press against my temple. A dull headache had started to bloom, pulsing steadily. Everything felt just too much and it was now messing with my mind.Carter’s sudden insistence to fix things. His half baked apology. That dinner invitation as if it could magically erase years of neglect. And then Candice. Sweet child. Candice was smiling at me, asking for onion rings. The thought once again popped up in my mind. And this time I