The Billionaire Betrayed Wife

surreal. After years of trying, endless doctor visits, and nights spent crying in Victor's arms, it was finally

d thoughts of their future. Their baby. She clutched her purs

ng room was in disarray-cushions tossed about, a wine glass half-empty on t

the lacy fabric, her fingers trembling. Panic set in. She blinked rapidly, trying to force a logical expl

o the bedroom, the louder the muffled sounds became-moans and gasps, unmistakable and raw. Rachael's vision blurred, her legs heavy like l

ael like a punch to the gut, knocking the breath out of her. Her husband and her si

iced. "What the hell is this?" Rachael's voice cracked, half shriek, half sob. She felt as th

ed, fumbling to cover hims

ction that sent chills down Rachael's spine. "Don't look so shocked, R

at this was some terrible mistake. "Victor, after everything we've been through, after all we've done

a mixture of guilt and frustration. "It's not what you think, Racha

anger began to replace her shock. "You're in bed with my sister! Ho

months. He's tired of you, Rachael. Tired of your whining, your failures, your pathetic attempts to keep him interested." She

ing to protect the fragile hope inside her. "You don't know anything about me,"

k, holding up a hand to keep him at a distance. "Don't touch me,

"You're so dramatic, Rachael. Victor doesn't need your love. He need

wanted to admit. She turned to Victor one last time, her voice low and trembling. "I gave y

ly before settling into a cold, detached expression. "Maybe it's best if you just leave," he said finally,

fin of her marriage, driven in by the man she had once thought she'd spend her life with. She backe

despite the tears burning her eyes. She turned and walke

hands shaking as she gripped the steering wheel. She ha

ating betrayal that threatened to choke her. The city blurred around her, the streetlights

moment, the bile rising in her throat. She didn't want to hear his voice, but curiosity-and fury-got

y remorse. "Rachael, I've instructed my lawyer to

think you can just send me a piece of paper and that's it? We're done? Afte

chael, let's not make this harder than it needs to be

like the shameless, gutless bastard you are? You have no idea what loyalty or love means. You disgust me,

s words slicing through the phone like a jagged knife. Rachael gasped, the wind knocked out of her as if she'd been p

n her ears. But then the shock faded, replaced by a burning fury that surged t

etic insult means anything coming from you? You're nothing, Victor! A spineless, worthless coward who can't handle a real woman

ee you're just her latest game. She'll chew you up and spit you out when she's done, just like she's done with every other idiot who's

ty you. I pity you for thinking that sneaking around and betraying the one person w

day, when Evelyn's done using you, when you're alone and drowning in your own self-loathing, you'll r

e life you've chosen because you and Evelyn are a perfect match-two worthless, miserable souls destined to destroy each other. And

ands were still shaking, but she felt lighter, freer. Victor's words had stung, but her

was going to rise above this, stronger than ever. And V

l was done wit