All Chapters of The Billionaire's Forsaken Wife : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

ROOSEVELT’S POVThe house was quiet.I sat on the living room sofa, holding a cup of warm tea as I watched the woman across the room.Mina was on her hands and knees, her hair was tied back in a messy knot, she held a wet cloth, scrubbing the baseboards near the fireplace.She didn’t look up, she just scrubbed the wood intently.For the past two days, this had been her entire life, she woke up before the sun, cleaned the house, washed the clothes, and kept her head down. As soon as her chores were done, she ran back down the stairs to the basement and locked herself inside.She was terrified of Zyran and was terrified of me.The doorbell suddenly rang.Mina gasped loudly, she dropped the wet cloth and scrambled backward, pressing her back against the fireplace. She pulled her knees to her chest, shaking violently."It’s just the door, Mina," I said calmly, setting my tea down. "You don’t need to hide.""I’m sorry," Mina whispered, her voice cracking as she kept her head down. "I will

MINA’S POVI walked down the sidewalk with the blue pickup card in my pocket, the thrill of victory rushed through me because Roosevelt had actually given me her most prized possession, but as I approached the corner bakery, a realization hit me hard, causing me to stop in my tracks.I pulled out my burner phone and dialed Mateo's private number. After two rings, his deep, impatient voice came through the speaker, demanding to know if I had the kid yet."Is she in the car?" Mateo asked quickly, his voice thick with desperation. "I have the secure video link ready on my laptop, so just put the phone on the dashboard so I can see her face and talk to her for a few minutes.""We have a problem, Mateo, and I am calling the car off," I whispered, stepping into the shadow of a brick building so no one could hear me. "We are not doing the video call today, so tell your driver to leave.""What the hell are you talking about, Mina?" Mateo growled, his anger spiking. "I arranged that car just s

ROOSEVELT’S POV"Mama, can I have extra syrup today?" Lorna asked, kicking her feet under the kitchen island."Only if you promise to eat all your strawberries first, bug," I smiled, placing a warm plate of pancakes in front of her.The swinging door of the kitchen slowly pushed open, and Mina walked in with her head bowed low."I am sorry, Roosevelt, I didn't know you were in here," Mina whispered, shrinking back against the wall and clutching a dusting cloth to her chest."It is fine, Mina, you can clean the sink," I said softly, taking a sip of my ginger tea.footsteps echoed down the hallway, and Zyran walked into the room wearing a navy suit."I am leaving, Mr. King. I am going to the basement right now!" Mina cried out, her voice cracking with fear as she tried to rush past him."You don't have to leave, Mina," Zyran said, his voice surprisingly soft and calm, showing no anger.I froze completely, the spatula slipping from my fingers as I stared at my husband in shock."Excuse m

MATEO’S POVI tossed the phone onto my desk and let out a long, heavy breath. I rubbed my tired eyes as Leo walked into my office with a folder."Is she waiting for me, Leo?" I asked, standing up and buttoning my jacket. A rush of adrenaline pumped through my veins because tonight was the night everything would change."Yes, Mr. Thompson. Beatrice King is in the private dining room at the Plaza Hotel, just as you requested," Leo said, handing me the folder, his face looked tight and worried. "But I must warn you, sir, she is a bitter and dangerous woman, making a deal with her is like striking a deal with the devil.""I don't care if she is the devil, Leo. I need her to hand over the keys to her son's kingdom, besides it's the second meeting," I said coldly, taking the folder and walking past him toward the elevator. "Zyran King thinks he’s untouchable, he believes he can hide in Italy with the woman I love, but I will tear his company apart.""Please be careful, sir," Leo whispered a

MINA POVI sat on the edge of the squeaky, uncomfortable cot in the basement, staring at the screen of the burner phone in my hands. I pressed the call button and waited as it rang twice before Mateo finally picked up. "Is the job done, Mateo?" I asked, keeping my voice low and eager so it wouldn't carry up to the main house."I already told one of my men in Milan to track Liam down to his motel, and they've already paid him for exactly what you asked," Mateo replied, his deep voice crackling through the speaker. "He walked right into the company lobby a little while ago, so the disaster should be done already, the whole firm is probably in chaos.""Perfect," I said, smiling as a dark wave of satisfaction rushed through my chest. "That's exactly what I wanted to hear, Mateo.""But I still don't understand your logic, Mina," Mateo sighed, sounding confused and a little frustrated. "I know you hate Roosevelt, and you want to break her marriage to get Zyran back, but why did you want to