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Chapter 109 Mrs Sander, My Deepest Condolences

Chapter 109 Mrs Sander, My Deepest Condolences

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When Carter heard the word funeral, he frowned. After a brief moment of silence, he mustered all his strength to say the word, "Alright." For some reason, I felt as though Carter was about to break.

He gripped the armrest of his wheelchair, and for the first time, I saw the elegant man unravel, his composure slipping.

With his back turned to me, Carter said, "You should get ready too.

"Okay."

I rushed over, wanting to help him sit back in the wheelchair, but he raised his hand to stop me. "No need."

It was probably out of a sense of male pride, but I didn't want to interfere.

"Then be careful."

"I've already arranged your room," he added..

"Thank you."

He looked so forlorn, and perhaps wanting to be left alone, I quietly turned to leave.

But I didn't notice the hand that had been resting on the armrest, now tightly clenched. A single tear fell without warning-

I returned to my room, which had been converted from his walk-in closet.

That way, no one would realize there was a partition inside. His closet itself was expansive, and after placing a bed inside, it still felt spacious.

Half the clothes in the wardrobe were women's clothes,

It was true. Carter may appear cold on the outside, but he had a soft heart.

He maneuvered his wheelchair into the bathroom, and heard the sound of running water.

At that moment, the reality of cohabitation began to settle in.

Although Luke and I had been in a relationship for a long time, we had-ever lived together.

The only intimate experience I had with him was over year ago, when I thought he had finally come to his senses. That night, we drank too much. In the heat of the moment, we consummated our relationship. After that night, I became pregnant.

That kind of experience wasn't something I had often. had married Carter out of revenge for Luke, Whad forgotten that once we were married, we were real husband and wife, and I needed to adjust, but I

physical limitations, Carter was fiercely independent and capable of taking

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emerged from the bathroom, he

gone.

changed into a suit, and

and his

onto me. That innate sense of power he exuded overwhelmed me. My fear of

on my white coat. In a detached voice,

I nodded obediently. "Alright.

I wore

I was attending

veil, the delicate lace covering most of my face,

on black leather gloves and stepped into my high heels, gracefully making my way

identity had made me feel more at case. I didn't have the overwhelming schedule

Luke and I got engaged, I had seen myself

gala, he would bring

of Mrs. Bolton had weighed heavily on me for years,

was for Luke, and I almost forgot living my

untimely death in the snow. Now, I had effortlessly become the real Mrs. Bolton, and yet, I felt a strange sense of freedom. en, where I This time, beyond seeking revenge, I also wanted to live a life where I didn't waste

my thoughts wandered, the car finally came to a

cars.

our families had vast connections but I hadn't expected such

sky was pouring rain, mixed with snowflakes; the gloomy weather

scorching sun. I removed my gloves, opened my palm,

the snow melted slowly, forming little rings of water, a faint

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wonderful

I still felt like every

sea of mourners dressed in black and white. I held an umbrella and walked beside a wheelchair. The lace veil obscured most of my face, making it difficult

put my rain-dropped umbrella to the side

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saw a black-and-white photo of me-taken when I was 18. I was

that time, I had no idea what the future held. It was the

was decorated with white

they even remembered my preferences. How could they have truly

that I was gone, they had remembered. But what did

matter?

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