All Chapters of Her Forbidden Affair: The Regret of the Billionaire Husband: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter One:- The Betrayer

Susan's POV"Sussy?" Rebecca, my friend, called to me from a distance as I hailed a taxi outside a hospital.Oh crap! "Don't come any closer, please," I muttered through gritted teeth, adjusting my scarf to hide the swelling around my right eye.I had just finished a doctor's appointment for an injury I'd gotten earlier."Hi, Rebecca," I finally replied, forcing a smile and trying to hide my face. I didn't want her to worry, but the closer she got, the harder it was to conceal my features.I saw her eyes widen in shock when she saw me clearly up close."What happened to your eyes, Susan?" she asked urgently, her voice filled with concern. I cleared my throat. “It’s nothing, Becca,” I replied quickly. “I just took a bad fall.”She shook her head. “Don’t lie to me, it wasn’t a fall. Your cheeks are purple and your eyes are swollen. It looks like you got punched, like you were in a fight.”My heart leaped; Rebecca was too smart to be fooled.“I didn’t get in a fight. It was just a fall,

Chapter 2:- I Want Out

Susan's POV"I thought..." the driver began. "I thought she was fighting for you?"I didn't answer. I couldn't even breathe. I just watched Alex kiss her as if she were the only thing he wanted in the world."Please... tell me it's not true." My voice broke, reduced to a whisper.Rebecca slowly moved away from Alex, her lips plumped, a smug smile on her face.That smile pierced my heart deeper than a knife."Oh, Susan." Her tone was gentle, almost compassionate."You've always been so naive. I did everything I could to make you understand, to open your eyes, to make you see that Alex wasn't right for you. But you..."She burst into a dry laugh, tilting her head as if she were watching a pathetic child. "...you clung to him like a starving beggar clutching at crumbs. Blinded by your own despair."My chest sank. "You...""Yes," Rebecca interrupted. "It was me. I told Alex where you'd be. I led him here. He doesn't need to hunt you down when I'm always one step ahead of your little games

Chapter 3:- A Night Out

Susan's POVI pretended not to hear them. It didn't matter; there was no point in turning back now. "I'd like to report a case," I said, biting the inside of my cheeks, hoping it wouldn't escalate."What kind of case?" The officer with the potbelly that was practically distorting his shirt cut me off abruptly. I could clearly read "Addams" on his uniform."Domestic violence," I replied without even glancing at him.Addams raised his eyebrows and chuckled in disbelief. Meanwhile, the young officer pulled out a notebook and pen and began to write.Then Addams slapped the young officer. "What are you doing, you idiot?"I swallowed hard. A voice whispered in my head: coming here was a bad idea. “She’s filing a domestic violence complaint,” the young officer replied, his voice strained.“No, that’s not true,” he said, “she meant community violence, not domestic violence.”What? He was twisting my words right in front of me. This was exactly what I’d feared; Alex’s influence was even reach

Chapter 4:- Real Chemistry

Susan's POVThe first thing I felt was a sensation of warmth, then I stretched, expecting to feel the familiar rough sheets of my bed.But when my fingers brushed against satin, my eyes snapped open.This wasn't my apartment.The ceiling above me was high, painted white with gold accents. Then the low hum of an air conditioner drifted into the room, mingling with the scent of cologne and whiskey.My heart began to pound in my chest as I sat up, my gaze sweeping the room.A hotel?I looked down at my body and froze instantly.I was naked. A stifled cry escaped my throat, and I jumped out of bed, clutching the sheet as if it were armor.My legs buckled, nearly giving way beneath me. "What the...""Calm down, tigress," a soft voice said from behind me. "You're not in the jungle.I turned around.He was there. The man from the club.Sitting casually on a leather sofa, his long legs stretched out in front of him, a glass of water in his hand.His shirt was half-unbuttoned, revealing a tor

Chapter 5:- Unforgivable

Richard's POV"What's that red stain on your shirt?" my mother asked, squinting. "Is it blood? Are you hurt?"I looked down at my shirt, where the stain was. I sighed. "It's nothing, Mom."Of course it's not nothing. It's that wild girl from last night. I wonder if she saw the dress I gave her."It's woman's lipstick, Mom," Vanessa chimed in, appearing in the corner.Damn! "Shh," I said, putting my finger to my lips to signal her to be quiet, while thankfully thanking my mother hadn't heard her.The last thing I wanted was for my mother to ask me who the woman was. It wasn't much fun anyway; she'd ruined my evening. Vanessa smiled, her usual smile, the kind that meant she'd just found something to use against me or as leverage."I won't repeat what I just said if you tell me the whole story," she said, hands on her hips.I giggled. "Nice try, sis, but I'm not falling for it. Once I've told you everything, you'll go straight to Mom like a mockingbird and sing her the whole story. Than

Chapter 6:- Disagreement

Richard's POVI stared at her, speechless. For a long second, I thought I'd misheard, but my mother's calm expression confirmed that I hadn't."You're marrying him?" I finally asked, my voice low and trembling. "Tell me you're joking, Mom.""It's not a joke," she replied softly. "Gerald and I talked. Things have changed... he's changed."I laughed, a hollow, bitter laugh that even made Vanessa jump. "Change? Change?"I repeated, pacing the room. "You mean the same Gerald Walker who threw you away like trash? The same man who left you pregnant, barely able to feed me, while he built his empire?""Richard..." she began, but I raised my hand and my voice rose."No, Mom, don't call me Richard!" “You can’t just stand here and tell me you’re marrying that bastard like he hasn’t destroyed our lives!”Vanessa moaned, rubbing her temples. “Oh, come on, Rick, stop making such a big deal out of it. It’s not that bad…”I turned sharply to her. “Not that bad?”My voice boomed through the room like

Chapter 7:- Morrison's Office

Susan's POVThe moment I stepped out of the hotel, the bright morning sunlight blinded me, like an interrogation lamp.My heart was still reeling from what had just happened.The scent of that stranger's cologne still lingered faintly on my skin, mingling with the confusion and guilt that gripped me.I didn't even know his name.And I didn't want to know.I didn't know what I wanted more: to forget Alexander or to forget that night with that mysterious stranger.All I knew was that waking up in that hotel room felt like crossing an irreversible line.I raised my hand and hailed a taxi, my heart still pounding. "Morrison's office," I said to the driver, my voice sounding more confident than it actually was. As the car merged into traffic, I stared at the cityscape rushing by, a landscape of towering glass skyscrapers, billboards, and people going about their business as if the world weren't about to unravel.I envied them. For them, life went on. For me, it had shattered the night Ale

Chapter 8:- Progress

Susan's POVI picked up the phone, and as soon as I heard his voice say, "Hello," my heart skipped a beat.There was something about that voice—deep, calm, with a hint of arrogance—that unsettled me. I didn't answer right away."Hello?" he repeated, more slowly this time, his tone imbued with a nonchalant confidence that made my pulse quicken."Mmm," I murmured before I could stop myself. "Hello.""Ah," he said in a deep voice. "What's your name?" he asked."My name is Susan," I replied curtly, hoping he wouldn't ask for my last name."Really? It's a lovely name for a lovely woman." I blinked, torn between surprise and irritation. “You talk as if you’ve seen me before.”“Judging by your voice,” he replied smoothly, “I already suspected as much.”I exhaled slowly, suppressing the urge to roll my eyes. “Is this how you usually flirt with your clients?”The secretary sitting behind the desk gave me a curious look, but I ignored her.“Flirting?” he chuckled softly. “Excuse me. Shou

Chapter 9:- My Lawyer

Susan's Point of ViewHer smile widened slightly. "Mr. Richard may be unconventional, but when he gives his word, he keeps it. He's not the kind of man to back down from a challenge."I nodded slowly. Maybe, just once, I'd found someone I could rely on.Taking a pen from the counter, I opened the file.The form was simple: name, contact information, spouse's name, nature of the complaint. My fingers trembled slightly as I wrote Susan Walker in neat handwriting.Seeing my real name on paper again felt strange.I hadn't written it anywhere in days. Not since the day I'd fled the house, bruises hidden under a scarf and humiliation burning in my chest.Then, I wrote Alexander Walker under "Spouse's Name."My heart raced with each letter. I reread the form once, twice, before finally placing the folder back on the counter. “Here,” I said quietly.The secretary took it with a broad smile. “Perfect. I’ll just double-check that everything is in order.”She opened the folder with a quick flic

Chapter 10:- He Found Me

Susan's Perspective"He believes some matters shouldn't begin with paperwork," she said, her gaze both kind and cautious."He wants to understand you first. And…" She paused. "He wants to hear your side of the story directly from you before anything is finalized."I exhaled slowly, my pulse quickening again. The thought of meeting Richard Morrison, whoever he was, both intrigued and frightened me.The secretary continued, "But he asked me to prepare the domestic violence complaint immediately. You can take it with you, and when he arrives, he'll personally handle the divorce."I nodded, trying to take in all the information. "So, the complaint is ready?"She smiled slightly and began filing some papers. "Almost." All I have to do is print the statement and add your contact information. Mr. Richard wants this matter to move forward quickly.”His words gave me a strange feeling of well-being.I shouldn’t have trusted so easily, and yet, I had. There was something about Richard’s trust,

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