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BAILEEI held my breath as the housekeeper pushed open the hotel room door. The woman gave me a pitying look as I slipped her the cash I had promised in exchange for her help getting into my husband’s luxury suite. Caleb had been so rushed for his ‘urgent business meeting’ that he had forgotten his laptop. Like the loving wife I was, I raced over to grab it for him. I had made it my goal to make his life at home as easy on him as possible by helping where I could with the cooking and cleaning since he worked so hard to provide for us. It was never good enough for him, but little things like bringing him his laptop would surely make him happy.Only I had frozen in horror when I saw the messages popping up on his computer from his phone. The smiling, poorly clad woman stared back at me. I could see her nipps through her lace underwear, and she had one hand down between her legs, covering herself.His assistant. Lorna: I got your gift. I’m at the Rosewood Hotel. Don’t make me wait
BAILEE“Bailee!” Caleb yelled as I threw open the door and rushed down the hall.I needed fresh air. It felt like the walls were closing in on me, and I could hear my blood pumping in my ears.“Bailee, would you stop for a minute?” The sound of my name on his lips as he zipped his pants made me feel queasy, but I held it down. A hand wrapped around my forearm, and I was yanked to a stop just before the elevator. “No!” My scream came out in a hoarse sob. “No! Get off of me, you lying piece of garbage!” The rage and venom behind my words made him release me immediately, but he stayed close as he glared down at me. I took a step back, shaking my head at him. “You don’t get to touch me. You don’t get to ever touch me again!” The elevator dinged behind me, and the doors opened, but I didn’t pay any attention to the people getting off until I heard them speak. “Bailee! Lower your voice! That is no way to speak to your husband!” “Mom?” Caleb asked, and I turned to face Helen and Georg
BAILEE“You must be out of your mind!” Helen yelled, but I didn’t spare her a glance. This wasn’t between her and me…even though she wanted it to be.She thought the world revolved around her, the perfect senator’s wife. She loved putting on her over-priced, costume-looking jewelry and acting like she was the queen.Yet, her favorite pastime was picking fights, throwing little digs at me, and insisting everything I did was wrong.Much to her dismay, this was between Caleb and me, and I refused to let her be involved this time. He had dragged her into everything else. Mommy’s little boy.Only, he looked stunned as he stared at me, dumbfounded that I would be so bold as to bring up divorce myself, especially in front of his parents.“Don’t be foolish, Bailee!” Helen spat. “You have a child together! Divorce is not an option! That’s just lazy. You are lazy!”I stared at her unbelieving what she said. Since the day he introduced me to his family, Helen Johnson had hated me. She threw litt
BAILEEI went home alone that night. The backstabbing nanny was already fast asleep like she was deliberately avoiding me, and as much as I wanted to confront her for what she had done, I moved past her room and into mine. I was hurt, angry, and exhausted. After a long, hot shower, I had curled up in my empty bed and muffled my sobs with my pillow, so I wouldn’t wake Brinley, until I fell asleep.The cold sheets sent a chill through me as I rolled over in bed, my head pounding from crying myself to sleep.I was so angry at myself for letting it get this far, so angry at him for not even trying to make this work, and for throwing away our family like it meant nothing to him. There had been signs and red flags throughout our relationship that should have had me packing up and leaving.But I was stubborn, refusing to give up on the years we had spent together. I fought to make things better, over and over again, ignoring all the ways Caleb had mistreated me and ran straight toward that
ALEXANDERCaleb Johnson was the bane of my existence. My assistant trailed behind me as I stormed into my office, pulling off my suit jacket and rolling up my shirt sleeves.“Sir, we couldn’t have seen this coming.” My assistant, Nathan, said.“I did.” I spat through clenched teeth as I moved to the glass wall of my office that looked out over the city.“Sir?”I knew something like this would happen eventually.Caleb Johnson had been doing everything within his power to compete against my company. He had been planting moles amongst my employees, releasing fabricated stories to the tabloids, and had even hired a private investigator to tail me.He had been quiet for the past few months, and I had hoped he was going away, but I should have known better. Pests never left on their own.Now, he was poaching my clients.I knew for a fact that one of my client’s, Justin, was already stressing about his upcoming contract with the Rangers. Yet, he was about to pay us millions to break his cont
ALEXANDER “I’m telling you, Alex,” Mason said, slapping his hand on my shoulder as he shook me back and forth. “This is the best news we could have gotten in a long time. A wife? That’s gold! He must have been hiding her for a reason! She could be the key to everything.” I lifted the glass of sc
“Ms. Johnson! What about the DNA test? It’s said that you had an affair with multiple men, and Mr. Johnson had provided DNA test results to prove your daughter wasn’t his. What do you have to say for yourself?” A man shouted, and the woman stumbled over the last step, her lawyer barely catching her.
BAILEEIt had been a horrible day, and it just kept getting worse.Alexander. Fucking. Kingston.That wasn’t his middle name, but that was how I had said his name in my head for the past seven years.No one on this Earth, including Caleb, had caused me as much pain as Alexander Fucking Kingston.This man had taken my virginity, told me he loved me, and then tossed me aside like I had been nothing more than a piece of trash on his way out of my life.I had been young and stupid. I had loved him with everything I had and had cried over him for months after he left me shattered and hollow.Getting over him was one of the hardest things I have ever done until today.Now, at the lowest point in my life, he just had to show up again, and dared to provoke me in the worst possible way. It was a cruel joke.Seeing him made me feel like I was cursed. It was as if higher forces had looked down at me and said, “Did you think this was over? Buckle up, sweetheart. Things are about to get a whole lot