All Chapters of Mistakenly Married To My Billionaire Roommate: Chapter 41 - Chapter 48

Diane’s POV“What did Carla say?”“Well. She has a daughter” He laughs, but there's no humor in it. It’s just the brittle edge of something breaking. He wraps both hands around the bottle like it's the only thing keeping him anchored to this world. “What do you mean?” I whisper, my heart beginning to hammer against my ribs like it's trying to escape.He takes a long swallow directly from the bottle before answering. “Well, she has a four-year old pretty girl. And she looks exactly like me” He meets my eyes, and for a moment, I see something raw and terrified in his gaze. “Only, I hate kids and I don’t want to be her dad”Fuck "Are you saying… you both had a child?"He looks at me like I just asked him the most obvious question in the world and takes another swig directly from the bottle."Apparently," he says flatly. My brain is doing that thing it does when information arrives faster than it can be processed — just sitting there blinking behind my eyes while the words arrange and

Diane’s POVI still haven’t gotten over the fact that all our hard work just went down the drain. How does evidence submitted to the DA's office simply vanish? Is Richard Walker's influence so absolute that it bends the very institutions meant to constrain him? For the past three days all I’ve been doing is going through the file all over again and keeping it safe like my life depends on it.“Ma'am?” I’m about to enter my car and leave for work when I turn around to find Marcus chasing after me. I stop in my tracks.“Things got delayed because she has a surprisingly secure device. But we were able to get through.” He says looking quite satisfied with his work.“I see”He hands me a brown envelope that is thicker than I expect“Everything you need to know is in here. Texts, emails, phone call transcriptions, call logs, everything. I hope you get the answers that you need”“Thank you Marcus.” I offer a smile and he nods.I quickly place the envelope in my bag although it doesn’t fully e

Jason's POV"So you're telling me there's nothing left of the evidence that we gathered in months? Everything just goes back to him?" My voice cuts through the office air, frustration simmering just beneath my calm exterior as I fix my gaze on Raphael. The pity in his eyes makes my jaw clench. I've been on the receiving end of that look too many times in my life. When my stepfather's fists left bruises no one could see. When Carla spread her legs for my best friend in our bed. Those days are over."Look, we can't let him win. And if he has people in all the appropriate places, we have only one option." I lean back, the leather chair groaning beneath me like a witness to my resolve."What do you suggest?""We beat him at his own game." My fingers drum against the mahogany desk. "Infiltrate his inner circle and turn someone against him. That's the only way out. Richard Walker can't be defeated by conventional methods when he's playing dirty.""That might sound like a good idea to you,

Diane’s POVI feel my hand clench as Scar takes the next turn leading to the hospital. The hospital with which I secretly booked an appointment for my abortion. The vinyl of the passenger seat feels cold against my palms. Obviously I still haven't told Jason and I had to use "private time" as an excuse to get rid of my security detail. Which surprisingly worked probably because Jason now trusts that I am not being very stubborn. I can't believe he said all those things about his own child. And since that night, I haven't been able to think of anything else. It should reduce the love I have for him, right? Well it doesn't."You're alright, Diane. We're here for you" Nancy grabs my hand gently and I turn to find a sympathetic smile on her face which I try to return. Her touch is warm against my skin."I hope I'm doing the right thing" I sigh, the air catching in my throat."Yes you are!" Scar yells from the driver's seat and I almost roll my eyes. Her unlikeness for Jason only keeps gro