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

limitations, Carter was fiercely independent

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

gone.

and was dressed entirely in black and

chiseled face was lifeless, and his already pale complexion looked

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

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

I nodded obediently. "Alright.

I wore

After all, I was attending my own funeral-nothing was

the delicate lace

slipped on black leather gloves and stepped

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

Luke and I got engaged, I had seen myself as his

gala, he would bring me along, proudly introducing me as his

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

Luke, and I almost

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 time on could chase after

wandered, the car finally came to a stop. Before I entered, I saw a procession

cars.

connections but I hadn't expected

pouring rain, mixed with snowflakes; the gloomy weather

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

little rings

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felt wonderful to

I still felt like every day was

and white. I held an umbrella and walked beside a wheelchair. The lace

umbrella to the side

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when I was 18. I was smiling sweetly in

what the future held. It was the age when

decorated with white

my preferences. How could they

my wedding, but now that I was gone, they had remembered. But what

matter?

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