All Chapters of The Billionaire Husband’s Betrayal: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

After witnessing and enjoying the mayhem transpire with Matthew. I accompany Francisco to his home. A promise was a promise and no sense in celebrating alone. Leo hadn’t kicked me out of his home like his mother had advised but he hadn’t been home much either. He’s been too occupied with the same wretched peasant that I’m trying to rid him of.After a bit of a drive, we arrive at this ginormous mansion with a gate and I watch carefully as he types the code onto the keypad out front. This house was easily double the size of Leo’s. It almost seemed like a ploy for me to think he was more enticing than my current love prospect and it would have worked if he wasn’t in the mafia. But then again, if he would’ve had nothing to offer me, I would have no interest in him whatsoever.Francisco may have money but he was not a renowned, successful man who I could flaunt. He was a thuggish businessman whose rough and rugged sex appeal was enticing for short-term enjoyment only. I live in a high so

I answer the phone with caution and press 5 to accept the collect call. I hadn’t found him a lawyer and his carefully thought-out plan of financial support from Leo’s father had crumbled. “Charlotte, I haven’t heard from you.”his tone was daunting. He was furious.“Hello father, I’ve been busy trying to find you an attorney but none are willing to represent you at the moment.” I lie about being busy. I had looked and contacted about every attorney in the state and not one was willing to work on this case.“What about Leo’s private team of attorneys? Surely, he could lend them to you in an effort to save your father.” I hear his cold sardonic voice and catch my breath.“They’re not willing too and Leonardo’s mother has made haste in sharing her opinions of me to him. She’s asked me to leave.” I admit to my father - in front of Francisco.“How dare that vile woman try to pry you from our financial safety net!” Safety net? Had he forgotten Leo was the love of my life when he created thi

I couldn’t help but mention our son. I knew it wasn’t the right time but I felt there would never be a suitable moment. I never knew how much he had meant to her just as she didn’t know how much I would have wanted him. A lack of perspective on both our parts. I offer to start over and give her another child and for a moment, I thought it would make her happy. But that’s not what I witnessed as I watched her stare out into the trees passing by as we drove back to Jasmine’s. The rest of the drive was accompanied by our emotional silence. I only decide to speak again as we sit in the driveway. “Do you want me to stay with you tonight?” I ask quietly. I wanted to impose and demand to be by her side but it wasn’t my right and it was a mistake trying to control Claire. I Had learned that first-hand. “It’s okay, I’m sure you need to get back to Charlotte.” She had made a dig at me with that one. “I don’t, actually. How about I go home, freshen up and grab some things and I come bac

I quickly send a link to my private investigator from Claire’s tablet and within minutes, I receive a call.“Hello?” “Hey boss, I got the picture you sent me and I’ve got some news.” He says as gravely.“What is it?” I feel the anger rising.“That’s our guy. I got the CCTV footage from when he fled the scene and got a good look at the guy. I was going to send you a picture in the morning but I see Claire has beaten me to it.” He remains silently waiting for my response.“Do you have a name?” I need more than just an ID.“Still working on it. I think all the attacks he committed on Claire, you and Charlotte were all connected but I still haven’t pieced them together. I did, however, find out that he is considered a hitman for hire.” That gave me an idea. If he was a grunt worker who considered money over morals then that’s just how we can find him - money.We just had to plant seed and see where it goes.“Put out a word to all known grunt workers that I have a job needing to be done.

I allow myself a moment to breathe as I shower and try to wash away the image of my attacker’s face. Why had he attacked me? Why did he attack Leo and Charlotte all those years ago? Who was he? Who was he working for?I try to wrap my head around every possible answer but I’m left stumped. I knew Charlotte was no saint after what she’d done to me but she was also attacked by him so it couldn’t have been her - especially with what Leo told me had happened that day. Leo was the target and Charlotte saved him. It explains why he always chose her - guilt. She sacrificed herself for him.I turn the water off and as I exit the shower, I find Leo has taken Jasmine’s place and was standing there shirtless.“You think I can get a quick shower in? I don’t particularly like smelling like jail.” His attempt at a joke made me smile ever so slightly. Making light of the situation was better than sobbing with me.“Don’t drop the soap.” I retort softly as I move away from the entrance of the shower.