All Chapters of The Billionaire's Forsaken Wife : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

ROOSEVELT’S POVI woke up feeling a hand resting gently on my bare waist.I slowly opened my eyes, the morning sun peeked through the bedroom curtains. I turned my head.Zyran was wide awake, he lay on his side, propped up on his hand.He watched me breathe. His eyes were incredibly soft."Good morning," Zyran whispered, his voice deep and raspy."Good morning," I smiled, pulling the blanket up to my chest. "Did you sleep at all?""No," Zyran admitted softly. He reached out to brush a messy curl away from my face. "I was too afraid to close my eyes. I thought if I fell asleep, I would wake up in my empty mansion, and this would all be a dream.""It is not a dream, Zyran," I said, resting my hand over his heart. I could feel it beating strong and steady. "You are really here.""I am never leaving this bed," Zyran murmured, leaning in to kiss my shoulder. "I will lock the door and keep you here forever."Before I could laugh, the bedroom door suddenly clicked open."Mama!" Lorna’s brigh

ROOSEVELT’S POV"Hello, Mother," Zyran said. "I hear you have been talking about my wife."Beatrice’s face turned completely white, she gripped the edge of the table."She is not your wife!" Beatrice shrieked, pointing a shaking finger at me. She looked at the men sitting around the table. "Look at him! He is completely unstable! He flew across the world for a woman who kidnapped his only child!""I didn't kidnap anyone," I said. My voice was perfectly calm. I stepped out from behind Zyran, I walked right up to the table. I didn't look at Beatrice. I looked directly at the board members."My name is Roosevelt King as you all know me," I said clearly, holding up my left hand so the lights caught my ring. "I am Zyran’s wife as you all know. We have been married for nine years and the child Beatrice is talking about is my daughter."The board members started whispering to each other. They looked at my ring."She is lying!" Clara yelled from her seat. "She hid the baby for five years! Sh

NIXIE’S POV"Let go of my arm, Liam!" I shouted, pulling back with all my strength."You are still my wife!" Liam hissed, tightening his grip on my wrist. "You owe me!""I owe you absolutely nothing!" I screamed right in his face. "We signed the divorce papers two years ago! The judge stamped them! You are not my freaking husband!""A piece of paper doesn't mean anything to me," Liam growled, stepping closer. He smelled like alcohol. "You are wearing designer clothes while I am drowning in debt. You are going to give me my cut, Nixie.""I will give you nothing," I said coldly.I stopped pulling away. I stood tall and looked him straight in his eyes."Never look for me again, Liam," I warned him, my voice steady. "If you come near me, I will call the police."Liam laughed darkly. "You were always too scared to call the cops.""I am not that scared, broken girl anymore," I whispered fiercely. "I built a new life, without you. By the way, how are your two kids doing? The ones you had wit

MATEO’S POV"Welcome to New York, Mr. Thompson."I stepped out of the car and looked up, the cold city wind hit my face."It is a very tall building, Leo," I said, staring at the glass skyscraper in front of us."Fifty floors, sir," Leo said proudly. He stood beside me, holding his tablet. "Right in the middle of Manhattan, the purchase was finalized while we were in the air so it is officially yours.""Let's go inside," I said.We walked through the doors, the lobby was huge, but it was completely empty and dark. The furniture was covered in white sheets."It needs a lot of work," I noted, my voice echoing in the large, empty space. "The floors are terrible and the lighting is too dim.""We can hire a top design firm here in the city tomorrow morning, sir," Leo suggested quickly. "They can start the renovations immediately.""No," I said softly.Leo frowned. "No?"I reached into my briefcase and pulled out a folder then i handed it to him."I already have the designs," I said.Leo op

NIXIE'S POVZyran let out a long, frustrated sigh and pulled his phone from his pocket. "Marcus," Zyran said, anger tightening his voice. "Stand down and cancel the order." "Sir?" Marcus replied, sounding confused. "We are there already, in fact, directly in front of him." "I said stand down," Zyran growled. "Do not touch him, pull the men back." Zyran hung up and looked at me. "It’s done," he said quietly. "He’s free." "Thank you," I whispered. I forced a smile, bright and reassuring, but completely fake."Nixie, sit down," Rose said quickly, worry filling her eyes. "I’m getting the first-aid kit and you’re staying in our guest room today, you can’t leave my sight." "No, Rose," I protested, stepping toward the door. "I’m going home." Rose frowned and reached for my hand. "You can’t be alone right now, he just attacked you." "I’m fine," I lied smoothly, keeping my fake smile in place. "Zyran called off the guards because Liam is a coward, so he’s probably running out of the