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

short of touching her head. That tiny distance became an insurmountable chasm the

distance now separated them. Chris sighed deeply, eyes filled with pain. He reluctantly

of the door locking outside crushed Lena's heart. A sudden, painful sensation overwhelmed her, and tears streamed down

sat on the bed. When she finally calmed down, she quietly entered the living room. The two-tiered cake sat in

romantic evening,

the cake and stored it in the refrigerator. She then

eyes, wishing she could sleep through it all and never

the hotel, he was sneaking into the lobby with a bottle of cheap liquor. She called out to him, and he froze like a thief, turning to face

cheap kind one would find at a street-side store. She made a disdainful sound. Old habits died hard. She'd offered Drake wine worth thousands of dollars,