Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Billionaire Is 70

Chapter 70 My Death Starts Her Plant

Chapter 70 My Death Starts Her Plan

The sound of the falling frame cut through the moment, breaking the eyes, once clouded with desire, hardened and regained clarity.

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connection between them. Luke's

He abruptly stopped, stepping away from Anna.

I had witnessed this scene so often that it no longer stirred the same emotions as the first time.

it was only

If anything, Luke might still be considered restrained. We had been together for years, yet about six months ago, after a night of heavy drinking, that we reconciled and ended up in bed together for the first time.

That was also the night I became pregnant.

Since then, Luke had been with Anna often. The taste of physical intimacy had changed him, making him more uninhibited.

But it was clear he didn't value Anna. She sat on the floor, nearly naked and gasping for breath, while Luke remained fully dressed, ready to leave her behind without a second thought.

He moved swiftly to the desk, leaving Anna on the carpet, her legs trembling.

I watched as he picked up the fallen frame of our photo. His gaze was dark, filled with resentment.

How had so much changed in just a few days? Why did he seem to loathe me now when he had been so desperate to find me not long ago? What had Anna told him?

Luke suddenly hurled the frame to the ground. The glass shattered, and his hands gripped the edge of the desk, the veins on them bulging. Anna straightened herself and wrapped her arms around him from behind. "Luke, someone like Chloe isn't worth your grief, she murmured.

I had only been gone a few days, yet everything had spiraled into chaos, leaving me unable to grasp the plot at play.

Luke said nothing. Instead, he lifted Anna into his arms and carried her to the inner room, tossing her onto the bed before pinning her down again. To Anna, it might have been a passion, but to me, Lukes actions seemed more like an outlet for frustration.

What was he so angry about?

Determined to understand, I stayed and observed quielly.

Never in tny life did I think I'd stand there, watching my husband and Anna in bed.

If I had a phone, I might've even live-streamed the scene for the irony of it all.

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until the

she left, he told her throw out

acting like an unhinged

and

remained on the disheveled bed, smoking in

it with Anna, but he seemed

the dim room, he pulled out his

me. But in the image. I was lying

after my death, staging photos that made

at it from Luke's perspective, it was no surprise he misunderstood. My lifeless body had been treated with a special substance to make me look as though I

someone else. He couldn't have known that

now clear

anger on Anna.

so drastically. He believed my betrayal and

foolish. I originally thought something major had happened. It turned out that

brought the investigation into Anna

my concerns-Anna's schemes were far

moved from targeting me to manipulating Grandma for

couldn't shake the feeling that my death had

she aiming to destroy the Sanders or the Boltons-or perhaps

most terrifying part wasn't my death

I couldn't reach Anna, leaving me

opportunities, I stayed close to Luke in the following

as he indulged in reckless,

as if he was channeling all his anger and

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them together in places like the garage and the cinema, their actions shameless

outrageous of all. Anna boldly

instead of going inside, they stayed out in

outside was cold with rain and snow, they were in high

had parked the car directly in front of the sculpture. Inside, the car was warm and cozy, a stark contrast to the fierce wind

her waist and knelt on the back seat,

the statue ahead. That sculpture, carved to

both to provoke a reaction and to

great time! I

through the window as Anna held onto the car window, her cheeks flushed. She coquettishly said, "Chloe, I

was right. In losing my life, I

won this round, I knew she

the feeling that Luke's future wouldn't be any better