All Chapters of The Billionaire's Triplet: Resurrection Of The Scorned Wife: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

132Brianna PoundsI had been glued to the laptop screen for hours. Turns out the internet holds a lot more information than anyone could ever imagine.Why hadn't I thought of that before? Using it to source information and make things easier for me? The sudden knock at the bedroom door jostled me, prompting me to snap the laptop shut, scramble up from the desk, and slip under the covers. I pulled the sheets over my shoulders and pinned my eyes shut through three more knocks, pretending to be fast asleep by the time the lock clicked open.Listening intently, I didn't bother to stir or open my eyes even a fraction to check who it was.The soft sound of footsteps echoed across the hardwood floor, coming around to my side before stopping at the edge of the mattress.I caught his scent before I felt the bed dip under his weight or his hand touch my arm.Nicodemo fucking Harrington. Every instinct told me to snap my eyes open and yell at him, but it was too late now, I had to stick to the

134Brianna PoundsThis was the first time my attempt had completely fallen through. A total failure.I didn't know which was worse: that everyone around me was actively standing in my way, or that I had zero solid leads to work with anymore. I had assumed things would get easier given the information I had managed to gather, but it turned out finding answers was only getting harder and harder.So when Nicodemo asked me to go to the office with him, I didn't hesitate to accept, even though we were barely on speaking terms. I knew it was just another one of his desperate attempts to mend things between us, but I didn't care.That house was boring the absolute hell out of me. Besides, I wasn't on speaking terms with that woman either, and the sound of her baby's constant crying was driving me up the wall.He pulled into the executive parking garage and cut the engine. We used to do this all the time. Nicodemo and I. In my past life, before the entire disaster struck, we would ride to th

136Brianna Pounds I was out of breath so quickly that I worried he might actually suffocate me. At my attempt to pull away, he actually let me, his grip loosening a tiny bit as he grazed my bottom lip with his teeth. A sudden rush of heat pooled deep in the pit of my stomach.His lips disconnected from mine, and I opened my eyes slowly to find him lifting his body up and off me. Just as I managed to drag a fresh breath into my lungs, I felt his cold hand sliding toward my underwear.“No, no, no,” I gasped.Before I could lift my head to protest, he pinned me back down by the neck and shoved my underwear to the side, allowing the cold air in the room to hit my sensitive spot.“Brianna,” he growled, his voice thick and commanding.I let out a soft whimper under my breath.“Do you want this, or not?”Sweat broke out across my forehead. This was officially the point of no return. I had been chasing this man around for days now, and even though this wasn't how I had envisioned things goi

138Nicodemo HarringtonShe fucking smelled like another man. My nose wasn't playing tricks on me. For weeks now, my mind had been going completely haywire. Brianna must really think I'm a fool.“Ready?”“Almost. Give me a minute.”“Sure, love. Take all the time you need.” I offered a tight smile, my phone ringing right on cue. I held up a finger. “Excuse me, love.”She gave me one of those fake, tight-lipped smiles I knew all too well. She really thought she was so smart.Glancing down at the screen, I swiped the green icon and brought the phone to my ear.The contact on the other end knew better than to waste my time. “I looked into it. He'll be there.”“Good.” My heart settled into a calm state before the impending storm. I hung up, tapping the screen to open the files he had just sent over.Watching the paper trail of this man she'd been obsessed with lately, a wave of pure disgust twisted in my chest.Did she honestly think our marriage meant nothing anymore? How dare she? It had

140Nicodemo HarringtonHearing what sounded like her voice, I quickened my pace. “Brianna?” I turned the corner, only to hit another empty hallway.Were my eyes playing tricks on me? There was no way. I had seen her go this way. I'd seen her cross right into this wing. How the hell had she vanished just like that? How was that even possible?“Brianna Pounds?” I hurried forward to take another turn, and before I reached the corner, I heard a door slam shut followed by a dull thud behind it.Could that be her? I rushed over and pressed my ear against the wood.“Shh,” a voice whispered inside.It sounded so much like Brianna. But why was she hiding from me? And if it was her, hiding for God knows what reason, who was she shushing? Who was she in there with?Brianna didn't know anyone here. Even though this was completely outside our office wing, I was positive she didn't know a soul.Shifting away from the door, I took a few steps further down the hall, making sure I didn't miss her if