Billionaire Is 109

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

Carter was fiercely independent and capable

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Sander,

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emerged from the bathroom, he looked completely different, his earlier

gone.

into a suit, and

chiseled face was lifeless, and his already pale complexion looked even

he exuded overwhelmed me. My fear of him, ingrained deep within

eyes fell on my white coat. In a detached voice, he said, "Change

I nodded obediently. "Alright.

I wore

wore didn't matter. After all, I was attending my own

lace

stepped into my high heels, gracefully

made me feel more at case. I didn't

and I got engaged, I had seen myself as

was pleased. At every gala, he would bring me along, proudly introducing me as his

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

Luke, and I almost forgot living my

Now, I had effortlessly become the real Mrs. Bolton, and yet, I felt

finally came to a stop. Before I entered, I saw

cars.

but I hadn't expected such a grand occasion to take place at my own

rain, mixed with snowflakes; the gloomy weather was

however, it felt like a scorching sun. I removed my gloves, opened my palm, and let

melted slowly, forming little rings of water, a faint chill running

08:45 Mon, Dec 9

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Sander,

felt wonderful

the cold wind hit my face, I still felt like every day

held an umbrella and walked beside a wheelchair. The lace veil obscured most

rain-dropped umbrella to the side and walked

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photo of me-taken when I was 18.

the future held. It was the age when life was carefree

memorial hall was decorated with

even remembered my preferences. How could they

but now that I

matter?

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