Secret Billionaire’s Contract Bride: Marrying My Enemy’s Lover

Chapter 40

POV: “Adelaide*

“I’m home!” I called out as I took the first step into our home. It had been my little routine ever since I had started living there. There was that I loved more than hearing Damon call. “Welcome back!” to me.

But today was different.

Silence, dark and familiar, met my ears as I stood in the hallway, taking off my shoes and coat. Damon’s voice didn’t call back. In fact, no one did.

“Hello? Damon?” I called out, concerned.

I knew for a fact he was here. His car was parked in the driveway, though a bit more crooked than usual.

“Damon?”

1 headed for the living room, the bad feeling in my gut multiplying by the second as I checked for my husband’s whereabouts. But he was nowhere to be found.

“Damon!” I cried, fear twisting in my throat as I took the stairs two at a time, racing to our bedroom. Damon had never failed to answer me back. not even once.

My heart pounded furiously, and I felt like it could race out of my chest like in one of those old cartoons.

I pushed open the bedroom door, and my heart skipped a beat, ice crawling up my blood in pure fear as 1 spotted Damon lying perfectly still on the bed.

His shoes hung off the edge, and a hand was thrown over his face. There were no lights on, and I couldn’t tell if he was still breathing or not.

“Damon!” I yelled, rushing forward as I threw myself onto the bed next to him, my hands immediately checking for a pulse.

Faster than I could blink, a hand shot out, gripping my wrist like a vice. I jumped, feeling like I had lost ten years of my life until I spotted the dark look on Damon’s face.

“What?” he asked, voice heavy and groggy. He’d probably been dozing off.

I grasped my chest where my pounding heart was ready to give out.

“Oh, thank god you’re okay!” I breathed a sigh of relief.

I be?” Damon asked, moving to stand. Something was off about him, though.

blinked in surprise, completely flabbergasted as I watched him struggle to kick off his shoes, eventually just

I am?” he growled, grumpily heading for the bathroom.

by the sour mood he was in.

An enemy.

truly drunk before. Tipsy,

never allowed himself to get that far.

wrong?” I asked, pushing off the bed to follow him into the bathroom. He was struggling to

his toothbrush.

toothpaste doesn’t work!” Damon snapped, irritatedly as he used way too much force.

eyebrow, plucking the tube from his hand and unscrewing the cap. Damon

the tube from me, properly applying his

something go wrong at your father’s house?” I asked, stepping closer. I stretched out my hand, ready to comfort him in any way I could,

happened,” he growled.

stinging more than the touch. I swallowed, heat

Not even when I thought we were

resolve, glaring at Damon as my little bit of

my arms, unhappily. “Because you’re

now,”

turned to me, intent on

drunk and in a bad mood. But this is no way

throwing his hands above his head as he glared at me with all the heat of a burning star. “Everything’s

I knew I shouldn’t. I knew he was drunk and just

how to push my buttons.

want you to stop treating me like I’m your enemy! I’m

There wasn’t just fury in his

over me. For the first time, I actually felt intimidated by him.

replied, coldly. “You were going to marry Ashton just because he was handsome. You married me to spite your family. What if someone else comes along with a better deal? Who’s to say you won’t

heart snapped in two. As doubt and hurt

that?” I whispered, wrapping

guilt, but in a flash, it was gone,