Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You

Concerned about potential trouble, Hilda stood and announced, ““I’ll go cook.

You two chat.”

Quickly, Lucinda caught Hilda by the arm and coaxed her back to her seat.

“Let them handle the kitchen tonight, Hilda.

Stay here with me.”

“How can I let our guests do the cooking? That’s not right.”

“They hardly see themselves as guests.

They know what they’re doing.

Don’t fret,” Lucinda reassured her.

Leaning close, she whispered into Hilda’s ear, “He’s just another man claiming to be my husband.

Keep an eye on him for me, will you?”

At that moment, Nathan was at a loss for words.

He wasn’t deaf.

From such a close distance, he could hear their hushed conversation clearly.

Whispering was pointless.

embarrassment, Hilda stole several glances at Nathan before settling

gaze shifted back

she continued to

as Nathan lifted his head, Lucinda quickly averted her eyes,

a steady voice, she challenged, “You claim to

Can you prove it?”

pause, Nathan retrieved his phone

he scrolled through it, eventually pulling up

phone to Lucinda, showing her a picture of their family of

stared at the photo,

“Photos can be manipulated.

truly here for me, preparing something like this would have been easy,” she

deep breath, Nathan responded with a wry smile,

the older brother

future inheritance issues of the Payne and Simmons families, they

were the one who decided

voice softening, “A lot happened during your

a fatal accident

your lineage with

stress was immense, and it left you on edge, quick

up his left sleeve, revealing

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fist tightly, causing the veins in his arm to

arm to reveal faint tooth marks etched into his

rubbing the scar, his eyelashes fluttered rapidly as he spoke, his voice hoarse and

those oranges and