All Chapters of My Billionaire Husband is Addicted to Me: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

[Olivia’s pov]The moment the words settled something inside me snapped. My hand moved before my brain could catch up.The sound echoed through the room, sharp and sudden, as my palm connected with Homer’s arm.“What is wrong with you?!” I snapped, shooting to my feet. “I am not against you dating her or anybody. But you know she works for him and this will only complicate things.”Homer blinked at me, stunned more by my reaction than the hit itself. “Ow—hey—”“Don’t ‘hey’ me!” I snapped, pacing a step away before turning back to him, my frustration bubbling over. “You’ve been dating Carter’s secretary for a year and you thought—what?—it just wasn’t important enough to mention?!”“And now you come home one day to disclose this to me. I am happy for you Homer that you are getting laid.” I raised my voice but I was not angry at him. I just couldn’t bear the chaos which would arrive now. “But now this will give Carter another string to attach to me. He would blame it on me for what happ

[Olivia’s pov]I wanted us to work out but somewhere deep down I knew it was impossible. As much as I was aware of the fact that Carter hadn’t cheated on me. I still could not bring myself to forgive him, considering he hadn’t even asked for it either.How much courage does it take to say sorry?The words still lingered in the space between us when Carter’s gaze sharpened slightly. Maybe he got the hint I was referring to. I didn’t want to be the one to reveal it to him about Candice.“What do you mean by that?” He asked, his voice lower now, more controlled. “You believe I didn’t cheat?”I felt it.The subtle hint was taken well.But was I ready to tell him the truth?My fingers tightened slightly around my bag. He took a step closer and I felt myself suffocating. “Olivia.”I didn’t look at him.I couldn’t. After stirring a mess.“Say it clearly.” He pressed. “What do you mean you believe? What do you know?” I could not fathom whether Carter was aware of the fact or not. Did he kn

[Olivia’s pov]The moment the operating room doors slid shut behind me my legs were heavy and my shoulders ached. Two hours.Two hours of absolute focus, of walking a razor’s edge between life and death. Especially when that life belonged to a child.I barely registered the congratulatory nods. I just nodded back faintly and kept walking. Because right now I had exactly one goal.My couch.And five minutes of not being Doctor Olivia Jude.The moment I pushed open the door to my cabin, I didn’t even bother turning on the lights. I just dropped straight onto the couch.A groan slipped out of me as I sank into the cushions, my head falling back, eyes fluttering shut.“Oh God…” I muttered under my breath. “I deserve financial compensation for emotional damage. My ass would require one too!”My arms felt like jelly.My brain felt fried.If anyone talks to me right now, I will legally pass away. As if summoned by that exact thought the door burst open. I didn’t even open my eyes. “No!” I s

[Olivia’s pov]“It was for me.” I said simply.That made her pause. And for a moment neither of us spoke.I exhaled slowly, leaning back again, staring up at the ceiling.“Dating him would be…” I trailed off, then huffed a small, humorless laugh. “Honestly? It would feel like Stockholm syndrome.”Nina groaned loudly. “Oh my God, that is such a dramatic take.”“It is a realistic take,” I shot back.“You’re unbelievable. He was not your kidnapper or forced you into some trauma bond.” She groaned and then calmed herself before resuming. “I am not saying your pain is little but Olivia….my love, you have to move on. People change.”Her words struck me like a slap.She was right, people change.Carter changed!“People change and yet,” I replied lightly, “here I am still stuck in the past.”She shook her head again, but this time she didn’t let it go. “He’s not that person anymore,” she said, her tone shifting, more serious now. “People change, Olivia. Give yourself and Ronan a chance.”I d

[Carter’s pov]“Is that any way to greet me?” She teased lightly.“Yes, Camilla.” I replied flatly. “It is when you show up uninvited.” I didn’t want her to realise that I was in a hurry. She laughed softly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “Oh, Carter,” she said, her tone almost indulgent. “Don’t be like that.”“I asked you a question.” I snapped at her. “Answer me and be on your way. I don’t have the energy to deal with your lies.” “And I’ll answer–” She said, tilting her head slightly, her eyes studying me with that same familiar, knowing look I had grown to despise.She took another step forward.Then another.Until she was standing just a little too close.“You need a plus one tonight.” She said simply, while placing her hands over my collars as she pretended to adjust them. I stared at her with fury in my eyes. I didn’t want her close to me, not even her scent when my Olivia was about to meet me.“No.” I replied immediately. “I don’t.”She hummed softly, circling sli