THE BILLIONAIRE RUINED ME NOW I DESTROY HIM

sound of the bedr

hy

beside me

door, dressed in a dark suit. He was adjusting his watch, hi

are you

or

k on the bedside tabl

e a me

od

me. "Amelia, I real

to understand how he cou

e receive a kiss or hear him wish me a happy anniversary. Instead, he was already d

r what today

arely changed. "

are you

hing importan

ou postp

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uickly that I forced

never I asked what was wrong, he blamed the expansion of his company. There was always an

me lately made that increasingly difficult. It wasn't just the distance. It was the

back tonigh

n't k

hy

don't know

in his voice

e picked up his jacket and walked out. A

at the closed bedroom door. H

t around my finger. The diamond caught the mo

e ye

though I was standing on the outside of my own

e he really was busy. Maybe I was overthinkin

ut it any longer. I reached for it and

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. Kn

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o remind you about your appointment to

nt s

ppoin

l be expec

Thank you. I

wered the phone slowly. My

changes in my body, but I hadn't wanted to get my hopes up before confi

versary, I was final

touched

be a baby would give us a reason t

serious expression softening as he looked down at the tiny face. I imagined telling

uple we used to be. I glanced toward the door. I wi

dy and headed

clasped tightly in my lap while he looked through my results. The seconds seemed to stre

lifted his

ht, I have

t began

t came back positiv

. The words seemed to hang in the ai

pregn

"Yes. Congr

, my eyes stinging

nk y

g hands and left the office smiling.

ess important. Even Rhys's coldness. Ev

ersary dinner I'd planned. Maybe I could surprise him. Maybe, whe

things. I spent more time choosing the details than I probably needed to, but I wanted the evenin

eturned, it was

uding Rhys's favorite meal and a dessert. I c

for me until t

t made me

earlier. Then I helped arrange the dining room, placing the

napkins, and glanced at the clock. Rhys wasn't usually this late. But

pregnancy results, which I'd placed besid

nto the dining room when I hea

art l

was

and tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

e disap

e wasn't alone. A woman stood besid

ine

bully, The woman who had made

t my front door, let alone beside my husband. An

ldn't

. He glanced at me, his expression u

that had always made me feel as

in my ches

" I wh

hem answered

e explanation that would make sense. A business

ing so comfortably beside

ur marriage and share the happiest news of my life.

ine's smile widened slightly. And as I

y planned anniversary was no longer