Semua Bab My Billionaire Husband Doesn’t Love Me: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Damion sat behind his massive desk, a pen poised in his hand as he signed yet another contract. The weight of the night before lingered, heavy and unrelenting, as his thoughts wandered back to Carmela.The memory of her shattered expression haunted him. He had replayed their conversations countless times in his mind, his chest tightening with every detail he had missed. And now, with the truth finally out, he felt like a man standing on the edge of a precipice, unsure of how to fix what he had broken.The sudden sound of his office door slamming open snapped him out of his thoughts. He looked up sharply, his pen clattering onto the desk as his assistant, Leonard, rushed inside, clearly flustered.“Sir, I tried to stop her—” Leonard began, his words tumbling over each other.Behind him, Carmela stepped into the room, her face set in a mixture of defiance and bitterness.“It’s fine, Leonard,” Damion said curtly, his gaze locked on her. “You can leave.”Leonard hesitated, glancing betwee

Carmela’s heart pounded as Elena’s words echoed in her mind. “I’m pregnant.” She stood frozen for a moment, trying to comprehend the weight of what she had just heard.But the smug smile on Elena’s face was too much to bear. Without thinking, Carmela grabbed her arm, pulling her into a nearby empty meeting room.“What are you talking about?” Carmela demanded, her voice trembling with a mixture of anger and disbelief. “What do you mean you’re pregnant?”Elena yanked her arm free, smoothing her blouse as she raised an eyebrow. “Exactly what I said,” she replied, her tone dripping with satisfaction. “I’m pregnant, and it’s Damion’s child.”Carmela’s jaw clenched as she stepped closer. “You’re lying.”Elena laughed softly, folding her arms across her chest. “Oh, sweet Carmela. Why would I lie about something like this?”“Because you’re desperate,” Carmela shot back, her voice rising. “You’re trying to push me away from him, but it’s not going to work.”Elena’s smirk widened. “Push you awa

Chapter 26Lily returned just as Carmela exhaled, trying to push down the whirlwind of emotions Lucas had left behind. She stopped in front of her, eyes gleaming with curiosity.“What was that?” Lily asked, crossing her arms with a teasing smirk.Carmela sighed, shaking her head. “Nothing.”Lily raised an eyebrow. “Nothing? You and your handsome high school sweetheart just had a moment, and you’re telling me it was nothing?”Carmela rolled her eyes, turning back to the bookshelf. “It wasn’t a moment, Lily. We were just catching up.”Lily scoffed. “Uh-huh. Catching up? That man was looking at you like you were the last piece of chocolate on Earth.”Carmela groaned. “You’re being dramatic.”Lily grinned. “And you’re avoiding the topic.”Carmela glanced at her friend, hesitating for a moment before finally admitting, “He asked me out.”Lily gasped, clutching her chest like she was about to faint. “And? What did you say?”“I told him no,” Carmela said simply.Lily’s mouth dropped open. “Y

Carmela had barely taken a step toward Lucas’s car when her mother’s voice sliced through the night air.“Are you out of your mind?!”Carmela turned slowly, already expecting the fury on her mother’s face. The woman stood on the porch, hands on her hips, eyes blazing.“You’re just going to move in with some random man?” her mother demanded. “Are you even listening to yourself?”Carmela let out a dry laugh. “Oh, so now you care where I go? Didn’t you just throw me out of this house?”Her mother’s face reddened. “That was different! I expected you to come to your senses and follow your husband home. Not go running off to some stranger!”“I’m not running anywhere,” Carmela shot back, gripping the handle of her suitcase tighter. “And Lucas is not a stranger.”“He might as well be! What do you even know about him anymore?” Her mother’s voice rose. “You haven’t seen him in years, and now you want to move into his home? What kind of woman does that?”Carmela’s chest tightened, but she forced

Carmela spent the rest of the morning avoiding Damion. Every time she stepped out of her office, she checked the hallways, made sure she took different routes to the cafeteria, and even refused to take the elevator again. She wasn’t ready to face him—not after what had happened in there.She had kissed him.No, she corrected herself. He kissed me.And she had kissed him back.Her fingers unconsciously brushed against her lips as she remembered the heat of his mouth, the way his grip had tightened around her waist as if he had been desperate to feel her closer.But she had shut him down.Carmela smirked to herself. That should teach him not to mess with me.Still, the memory made her stomach tighten, and she hated that she could still feel the ghost of his touch on her skin.Later That AfternoonCarmela was reviewing some documents in the employee lounge when the door opened, and a hush fell over the room.She didn’t need to look up to know why.The tension in the air shifted, becoming