บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire Husband’s Betrayal: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

Leo made it just in time to be present for my first appointment of my physical therapy. Honestly, I wished he wouldn’t have. I loved his support but didn’t enjoy feeling my weakest in front of everyone - especially him. I tried my best but my hand wouldn’t cooperate with me and everyone I felt close to was there to witness my failure.I wish my hand wasn’t damaged. I wish that my career was still intact but now I was a burden and a bother to everyone around me.After therapy, Jasmine knew just what to do to cheer up. A warm shower would help melt away the stress of today. I ask Leo to accompany and I see the shock on his face - plain as day but he agrees. I would rather him see me naked than see me fail and truthfully, I wasn’t comfortable with anyone else in such a confined space yet.For the first time in a very long time, we laughed together. I can’t remember how long it had been but it felt refreshing. He didn’t focus on my hand. I don’t believe he noticed the silent tears that f

I was almost asleep when Leo asked to talk. He wanted to ensure my thoughts on moving in together again. Truthfully, I felt terrified at the thought of being alone and I didn’t want to place this burden on Jasmine when fashion week was faster approaching so I decided Leo would be was my best and safest option. The only issue I saw was being in the same home we shared together. I had fond memories as much as I had sad ones in those walls and I didn’t want to feel trapped again.Leonardo was changing for the better and I recognized that but there would always be a part of me that feared he’d resort to his old demeanor that hurt me and destroyed our marriage. And the well-aged question appeared again.What would his family think this time around? I was useless to them once again. They shared no empathy when it came to me. Even though, we hadn’t established getting back together - I knew very well the risks and criticism we’d face. So I asked my thoughts openly.“What happens if we’re to

I should’ve known that Leonardo would want to avenge Claire. He had done so much in these last few months as a tribute of his love to her. He was blinded. He couldn’t see how much of a useless, selfish burden she was - even after the divorce. He even went to the lengths of working with the police. A bold move that I’d never seen him take before - not even for me when I became “crippled”. Hopefully Francisco was right when he said that Roman would remain silent in his interrogations. One spoken mention of my name would mean I’d never get back to Leo. Although, I did have to deal with the little mutant that had taken refuge in my womb and Francisco first. Maybe I should’ve asked for him to cut my throat instead. I knew it was just a power move stemming from his desperation but it was enough to get my attention. Maybe he wouldn’t have the balls to slice deep enough and that incident would guarantee that Leo would appear at my side. Playing the hero and slaying the supposed villain. I wo

Claire was thoughtful in inviting Elena to join us. One of the many reasons I had fallen in love with her was her kindness. We had a nice meal and Elena decided to break the ice as to where Claire would be most comfortable. I didn’t want to push her to stay in our room together so I offered to move into another room. But to my surprise, she wanted to be in our room and she was allowing me to be there with her. I felt a victory in knowing I was someone she could trust again.Shortly after, we left to head to the precinct. I can tell by Claire’s fidgeting of her hand on her splint that she was bothered by the idea of seeing her attacker. It was a sensitive area for her and I’m hoping that identifying him would bring her closure so that she could focus on her healing while I worked on finding her other attacker. We arrive at the precinct and I take a moment to hold Claire’s hand and ask her to take steady breaths with me. After a few breaths, I asked if she was ready.“No, I’ll never be

I watch Francisco pace nearly the entire day and what was once a fun and sexy distraction was now a pain that I couldn’t rid myself of just yet.“Any updates?” I didn’t really care. I just needed to know when his in sufferable pacing would end.“He is still in custody.” He presses as I watch him.“Can we at least get something to eat? I’m hungry.” I was actually hungry but it was also an excuse to get out of this pathetic excuse for a house.“Okay. But no extra stops.” I felt like prisoner or a princess locked away in a dingy tower, awaiting my rescue.“Fine.”After driving into town, we walk a block over to a bistro and pass a television repair store in which there’s a vintage tv playing in the window.‘Breaking news as a mafia members has been arrested in connection to attack of an up and coming architect. DNA evidence has shown the suspect was responsible. Chief Commissioner of law enforcement has confirmed arraignment is to take place today.’I watch as the woman described the nat