All Chapters of The Billionaire Crazy Wife : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

DAVID The house reeked of stale alcohol, the kind that clung to your nostrils and refused to leave. Broken bottles crunched under my boots as I stepped inside, scanning the dimly lit room. A toppled chair lay near the corner, and a table was split down the middle as if someone had taken an axe to it. The place wasn’t just messy it was chaos frozen in time.But Matthew wasn’t here.I raised my hand, signaling the guards to hold their positions. Something felt wrong. The air had a stillness to it, a suffocating quiet that screamed of a trap. Slowly, we began to back out, each step deliberate, calculated.Then, I heard it."David."The voice came from somewhere in the shadows, low and hoarse, like it had crawled out of a grave. My eyes snapped to the source.Matthew stepped into the light, his grey hair wild and unkempt, his clothes hanging loose like they didn’t belong to him. He swayed slightly, his breath heavy with liquor, but his eyes were sharp, unyielding."I knew you’d come," he

DAVID The tension in the room was suffocating, every breath heavy with unspoken rage and despair. Matthew sat slumped against the chair, his face battered and bloodied, but his smirk remained mocking, almost taunting us. “How is that possible?” he muttered, his voice hoarse but frantic. “It can’t be… Adam is poor! How could you meet her in this city?” His eyes darted between me and Bella, widening with each realization. “You can’t let her meet Western! If he knows she’s alive, he’ll kill me!” “Why would he kill you?” I asked coldly, my voice slicing through the tension. Matthew’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but his fear outweighed the pain. “That night… I was supposed to kill her and return her body. Just like I returned her twin’s body.” He paused, his gaze darting nervously to Bella. “But I couldn’t find her. So I lied. I told Western I killed her, dumped her body in the ocean.” I leaned back, a smirk tugging at my lips. D

BELLA"Why would you poison me?" My voice cracked, trembling as the weight of her betrayal pressed on my chest. Hot tears slid down my cheeks, unrelenting.Elowen stood before me, her own tears shimmering in her eyes. She reached out but hesitated mid-air, as though afraid her touch might shatter me completely. "I’m sorry, Bella. I didn’t mean to... I never planned to... I was forced."I laughed bitterly, though there was nothing funny about it. "Forced? That’s your excuse? Everything about you is a lie, isn’t it?" My words were laced with venom. "You lied to me, Elowen. I thought you were my friend. You’re nothing but my enemy the daughter of a murderer, the man who killed my father... and my twins."She flinched as though my words physically struck her, but I didn’t stop."Who forced you?" I demanded, narrowing my eyes.Her gaze darted around, landing on the curious eyes of our colleagues who had begun to gather nearby. She shifted uncomfortably. "Can we talk somewhere private? Plea

DAVIDBella had left for work this morning with a heavy heart, her eyes betraying the weariness she tried to mask with a weak smile. I couldn’t shake the image of her slouched shoulders and the quiet sigh she let out before stepping into the car. She didn’t know it yet, but I had planned something that would change everything.The drive to Mrs. Williams’ estate had been uneventful, but my heart pounded as I stood on her doorstep. Convincing her to come to the mansion wasn’t as hard as I’d imagined. The moment I revealed Bella’s identity, Mrs. Williams froze, her teacup slipping from her hands and shattering on the marble floor.“She’s... my daughter?” she whispered, her voice trembling.I nodded. “She is. The DNA test you secretly conducted confirmed it.”Her hands flew to her mouth, tears brimming in her eyes. “I suspected it—the necklace, her resemblance to Desmond but I didn’t want to hope. I was afraid...” She choked back a sob.That fear dissolved into resolve as I explained why

DAVIDThe room was eerily silent, the kind of silence that pressed against your chest. Bella sat curled on the couch, her hands twisting nervously in her lap. Mrs. Williams stood by the window, her arms crossed as she gazed out into the evening light, her expression unreadable. I leaned back in my armchair, fingers tapping rhythmically on the armrest. My patience was running thin, but I wasn’t about to show it.The sound of soft footsteps approached the door, and then one of my maids appeared. She bowed slightly before speaking.“Sir, there is a lady here. She claims to be ma’am’s friend,” she said, her voice measured but tinged with curiosity.A smirk tugged at my lips. So, Elowen finally decided to show up.“What’s her name?” I asked, sitting forward, my gaze sharp.“She said her name is Elowen. Should I let her in?”“Bring her in,” I commanded.The maid disappeared, and moments later, she returned with Elowen in tow. Her face, a canvas of shock and confusion, made it clear she hadn