Semua Bab Billionaire Husband Went Crazy After Ex-Wife Died: Bab 1 - Bab 9

Being with Dominic — you could call it an accident.The day we met, my best friend Vivian and I were waiting tables at a restaurant. A drunk customer started groping me. Dominic saw it, kicked the guy across the room, and just like that, forced his way into my life.After the chaos died down, I brought him back to the apartment. But the place had been cleaned out — every last thing. That's when I realized Vivian had panicked about getting dragged into the mess and disappeared with all the money.I said nothing and quietly tended his wounds. Under the lamp light, his eyes caught the glow — bright and shining, more brilliant than anything I'd ever seen."I mean it — I've got nowhere to go. Let me stay. I'll protect you from now on."Dominic was spectacularly bad at holding down a job. He burned through cash faster than I could earn it. I had no choice but to pick up two extra shifts just to keep us afloat.During that stretch, all I did was work. When my body couldn't take it, I popped p

The room fell deathly silent. This time, I was truly alone.My throat had swollen so badly I could barely breathe. My vision blurred, and hallucinations began creeping in at the edges.I dragged myself into the wheelchair and barely managed to call out:"No... Nora..."But Nora had already been taken away by the bodyguards Dominic brought with him. My voice echoed through the vast, empty sanatorium with no one to hear it.A crushing wave of panic consumed me. I regretted putting on a brave face and telling him it was just my foot. I regretted not grabbing the hem of his coat when he turned to leave.I was terrified of ending up like my mother -- collapsed somewhere no one could find her, crying for help that never came, lying dead for seven days before anyone discovered her body.I remembered there was a first aid kit downstairs that might have medicine. I gripped the wheelchair and inched my way toward it, but the wheels caught on the carpet. The chair tipped, and I tumbled down the s

After I died that day, my soul drifted free of my body. I hovered beside Dominic and watched as he walked through the door, laughing one moment and weeping the next. I spoke quietly into the silence:"I told you more than once. You just never listened."He seemed to hear my voice. His head snapped up, eyes searching the space where I floated:"Claire, I think I just heard your voice. Is that you? Were you waiting for me?"Then he let out a bitter, self-mocking laugh:"Look at me -- hearing things now. And even if you were here, you probably wouldn't want to see me anyway."The heavy door was locked again behind him. He took my body to the morgue, and I had no choice but to follow.The whole ordeal took the rest of the day. By the time he returned to the Harrington Estate, it was deep into the night. Dominic had spent the entire afternoon moving my belongings from the sanatorium, piece by piece."I'm sleeping in the study tonight. Don't wait up."Vivian stood in the bedroom doorway, wa

The first light of morning fell through the window onto Dominic.I hovered beside him, watching him stare at the paternity test results in his hands. Neither child shared his blood.He sat in the hospital corridor with his head bowed, his eyes dark and unreadable.Ten years of knowing him—I understood him too well. This was how he always looked when he was hurting.Ever since he'd taken over the family company, he'd carried the weight of it all behind a polished exterior. Joy and grief alike had become things he could never freely show."Claire, if you were still here... would we still be that happy? When I was sad, would you still smile at me and coax me out of it?"Too little, too late. Even now, all he could think about was how useful I'd been to him.Disgusting.The Dominic in front of me was drowning in anguish, but all I felt was that he'd brought this on himself."No—" He caught himself and let out a brief, self-aware laugh. "A man like me would never have appreciated what you w