All Chapters of The Billionaire's Triplet: Resurrection Of The Scorned Wife: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

092Nicodemo Harrington“I was scared out of my mind. I genuinely thought she was going to say something stupid.”“Who? Kariana?” Brianna asked, leaning forward slightly as I undid the long zipper of her dress.“Yes.”“Like crashing the wedding?”“Yeah.”“You're silly,” she laughed, shaking her head. “Why would she do that? She's changed.”My face contorted at her words. I gently turned her by her waist to face me fully. “You really think so?” I scoffed. “You actually believe that shit? That people just magically change overnight?”“Yes,” she nodded freely, her expression completely innocent.“What an easy-to-fool wife I have here. Come on, you can't be serious.”“Yes, I am. I knew she wasn't going to say anything stupid. Kariana is genuinely happy for us. I even told her about the pregnancy.”My heart sank straight to my stomach, heavy as lead. “Yeah, about that,” I trailed off, genuinely not knowing how to navigate the conversation. “How exactly did she react?” I asked, trying to ga

094Nicodemo Harrington“What happened?”“I don't know,” Brenda gasped, having barely caught her breath. But I didn't care that she was panicking.This was killing me a thousand times more than it could ever kill her. This was my wife, lying lifeless right here.“What do you mean you don't know, Brenda? You were right there!” I roared, my voice cracking under the weight of a sudden, desperate cry.“I don't fucking know, Nicodemo! I don't know either, okay? All I heard her say was, who are you? I wasn't paying close attention to their conversation because I genuinely thought it was you at the door.”I dug my fingers deep into my hair, pulling the strands so hard I thought I would actually tear them out. What she was saying didn't make any sense at all to me.She thought it was me at the door, but she heard Brianna ask the person who they were? What kind of lie was this woman trying to tell me to my face? Did I look that fucking stupid to her?“Jesus Christ,” Brenda whimpered under her

096Nicodemo Harrington“Does she fuck you this good?” Brenda moaned in my ear between rapid thrusts, sending sharp shivers straight down my spine. “Tell me, Nico. Does she feel this good? Is she this tight and wet for you?”“No,” I let out a low groan under my breath, trying my best not to speak any more absolute nonsense, refusing to open my eyes as Brenda rode me so fiercely that tears began slipping from the corners of my eyelids.“Fuck.”Her warm saliva coated my earlobe as she nibbled on it hungrily. It wasn't painful in the slightest, but the squishing sound of her mouth against my skin was completely undoing me.“Do you see how good I feel around your cock? How tightly I wrap around your perfect dick like it was made exactly for me?” She whimpered the words directly into my ear, the sound short-circuiting my brain until I didn't even realize I was gasping out a response. “Yes.”“You like that, don't you?” she moaned, hooking her legs tighter behind my back, pinning me against

098Nicodemo HarringtonIt had been weeks since I'd seen Jack and Lydia with my own two eyes. Every single time I came in, they had left just a few minutes prior. The nurses always told me how I'd missed them by a hair. If only I had come earlier, I would have run right into them.And whenever I entered Brianna's room, surrounded by the rhythmic, artificial beeping of the machines keeping her body alive, I saw flowers. I saw that Lydia had cleaned her daughter up. Her hair was always styled differently, her socks swapped for a fresh pair. She looked alive. The room itself looked alive, almost as if Brianna had momentarily woken up and taken care of it all herself. I remember once being utterly overjoyed by the scent of fresh lilies and the faint trace of food in the air, instantly wondering if she had finally opened her eyes, only to face the devastating realization that it had just been Lydia. I had missed her by minutes.Right now, though, she looked exactly the same as the last tim

100Nicodemo HarringtonMaybe I was hearing wrong. Maybe it was me who didn't understand what they meant. Maybe grief had taken over the coherent part of my being so completely that I was misinterpreting everything.“We'll always be by your side, honey,” Mom said.I managed a weak nod as her hand wrapped securely over my wrist.“Come. You'll be alright soon, I promise you that.”Her support alone wasn't enough to pull me up. I practically had to drag her down with me as I braced myself against her weight and forced myself to stand.My eyes couldn't look back toward Brianna. I tried to, but I just couldn't bring myself to glance in her direction. The persistent beeps and all the rhythmic noises of the machinery that I'd grown accustomed to over these past ten months had finally died, leaving the room engulfed in a grieving, agonizing silence.Lydia hadn't moved an inch, looking as though she couldn't bear to look at her daughter one last time.Jack still held her tightly in his arms. H