All Chapters of My Husband Faked His Death, So I Married a Billionaire: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The banquet ended earlier than Cordelia expected.As she followed the crowd outside, she was still holding the contract in her hand, and her heart felt steadier than it had in a long time.Cordelia had just walked down the steps when she saw Felix and Sylvia coming out through the revolving doors not far ahead.Sylvia had her hand tucked around Felix’s arm, her whole body leaning against his shoulder. Cordelia did not know what they were talking about, but Sylvia was smiling.Felix lowered his head and looked at her, his expression gentle, then reached out to smooth back the hair the wind had blown loose.Then he lifted his head, and his gaze swept over by chance. When he saw Cordelia, the warmth in his eyes instantly faded. His gaze paused on her for one second before quickly moving away, as if he were looking at an unimportant stranger.Cordelia’s heart still could not help trembling.She was married to him for ten years and spent five of them as his widow. In the end, in his eyes

Cordelia held the phone, her mind quickly running through several possibilities. Celia was still her daughter. How could she not worry?Was Celia feeling unwell? Had something happened at home?Cordelia had already decided to let go, but if Celia was truly in trouble, she could never just stand by and do nothing.At the very least, she was still legally responsible for her."All right. I’ll be right back." Cordelia hung up, quickly walked out of the apartment complex, and hailed a cab by the roadside.Twenty minutes later, the cab stopped outside the residence. Cordelia paid the fare and pushed the door open to go inside.The living room lights were on, and warm yellow light fell over the sofa and carpet. The whole space looked quiet, with no sign of any emergency.Celia was sitting on the living room carpet. A low table was set in front of her, covered with things.Cordelia changed her shoes and walked over. Only when she got closer did she see that the table was covered with beads

Cordelia sat at the low table, watching Celia hurry away as if she were afraid that, if she slowed down for even a second, Cordelia might change her mind and make her stay.A faint, heavy ache tugged at Cordelia’s chest. She sighed, stood up, and brushed the crumbs from her dress.Then she picked up her handbag, turned off the living room lights, and left.Upstairs, Celia ran into her room, tossed her tablet onto the bed, and threw herself into the blankets, rolling around in them.She heard the soft sound of the front door closing downstairs, and then the house fell quiet.“Yay! Mommy was gone!”Celia cheered, crawled out from under the blankets, picked up her tablet again, and opened her chat with Sylvia.After hesitating for a moment, she still typed: “Sylvia, are you still there? Mommy left. Can I video call you?”After sending it, she hugged the tablet and waited for a few seconds. Sylvia replied quickly: “Celia, it’s late. I still have to pick you up for school tomorrow morning.

Cordelia booked a hotel and freshened up briefly. With the weight finally lifted from her chest, she managed not to lose sleep and slept through the night.The next morning, Cordelia got up early, changed into a clean set of clothes, and went to the research institute.The hotel was only a ten-minute walk from the institute. On the way, she picked up a coffee and a breakfast sandwich from a nearby café, eating as she walked.When she pushed open the doors to the institute, there were already people in the hallway, and she heard excited voices.“The investment really came through!”“Oswell’s finance department transferred the money last night. I checked this morning. The amount is correct, not a cent missing!”“So our project can continue? The cancer drug, the antibiotics, all of it can keep going?”“Of course. We can replace the equipment too. That old centrifuge should have been retired ages ago!”“This is amazing. I really thought the project was going to fall through. I’ve been so w

Sylvia’s expression stiffened for a split second. Felix had not answered her question.“Felix?” she called softly.Felix came back to himself, his gaze gentle as he patted her head. Then, as if it were perfectly natural, he changed the subject.“Celia should be almost done washing up. I’ll go check on her. You should get ready too.”Sylvia watched his retreating figure, her expression freezing slightly. His attempt to change the subject was far too obvious. Did he still have feelings for Cordelia? Had seeing another man standing beside Cordelia made him unable to keep pretending?Sylvia would not allow that.By then, Celia had finished washing her face. Felix walked over, took the comb from her hand, and clumsily ran it through her hair a couple of times before giving up. “Let Mary do it for you later.”Celia hopped down from the stool and opened both arms. “Daddy, carry me!”Felix bent down and picked her up. Celia wrapped her arms around his neck, her whole body clinging to him