Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

"Lenny..." Chris cautiously approached her after a prolonged silence, sensing something was wrong. If she didn't want to talk about it, there was little anyone could do. Anxiety gripped him, but he had to restrain himself.

The slap didn't hurt much, but he was willing to endure it if it eased her distress.

Lena curled up, unable to meet his eyes, and repeatedly apologized, "I'm sorry, Chris. I'm so sorry."

"What's bothering you today?" Chris asked.

Lena hugged her head, shoulders trembling.

"Lenny, please tell me. I can help you!"

some time

short of touching her head. That

them. Chris sighed deeply, eyes filled with pain. He reluctantly got off the bed, picked up his coat, glanced back at her,

Lena's heart. A sudden, painful sensation overwhelmed her, and tears streamed

she finally calmed down, she quietly entered the living room. The two-tiered cake sat in the center, rose petals covering the floor. Chris'

beautiful, romantic evening, but time could never

eyes, Lena tidied up. She sliced the cake and stored it in the refrigerator. She then

spine, but she closed her eyes, wishing

into the lobby with a bottle of cheap liquor. She called

street-side store. She made a disdainful sound. Old habits died hard. She'd offered Drake wine worth thousands of dollars, but nothing compared to the raw intensity of cheap liquor in his