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

fiercely independent and capable

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

gone.

suit, and was dressed entirely

face was lifeless, and his already pale complexion looked even

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

on my white coat. In a detached

I nodded obediently. "Alright.

I wore

all, I was

lace covering

gloves and stepped into my high heels, gracefully making my way to the

at case. I didn't have the overwhelming schedule I once had, filled

the day Luke and I got engaged, I had seen myself as his dutiful

he would bring me along,

Mrs. Bolton had weighed heavily on me for

for Luke, and I almost forgot living my

on the day I was about to marry him, I met 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 stop. Before I entered, I saw a

cars.

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

with snowflakes; the

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

rings

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wonderful to be

my face, I still

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

put my rain-dropped umbrella to the side and walked into

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when I was 18. I was smiling sweetly

held. It was the age when life was carefree

hall was decorated with white chrysanthemums and

remembered my preferences. How could they have

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

matter?

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