The Billionaire Husband's Betrayal by Nancii Agosto

Chapter 1: Claire’s POV

At 3 AM, I had awoken to the ringing of a phone, rustling of the sheets and the thunder humming outside my bedroom window.

It didn’t take long to recognize the ringtone I heard and understand what was happening in that moment.

That was Charlotte’s ringtone.

Charlotte was my husband Leonardo’s childhood sweetheart, and she had made a habit of calling my husband to her side at every opportunity even in the most impromptu hours of the night.

And Leo had made a habit of being completely available after every call – explaining why he had personalized her ringtone in the first place.

I listen at his side silently, waiting for the moment he would refuse to run to her side. A wishful thought I knew would never come to fruition.

“Don’t cry, I’ll be there soon.” After a few simple words, Leo quickly got up and prepared to go out. He hadn’t noticed I had been listening or conscious at the moment.

a yawn. Being pregnant made me especially tired lately, not

wake you.” Leo took a single moment to sit next to me and caress

Even if it were at my expense. It was a horrible feeling watching your husband be readily available for another woman

outside the window and see the faint rain littering the sill and the sky lighting with streams of electricity. This weather was no match for the dedication Leo had

head out in the morning?” I say in a small voice preparing for the worst of reactions when I see his face turn cold and stern. He pulls his hand away almost as if I had

help. How could you be so selfish?” He says this coldly, an accusation he had used prior, also for the

years but when it comes to Charlotte

head to avoid his cold gaze and shrink. “I just worry about your safety in this weather.” And knowing Charlotte has 24 hour dedicated medical staff and Nannie’s, I saw

choking in my throat. I’m not a person made for confrontation. It made me feel small and my

mean for me to hear it.” He seethed at me. I curled my knees close to my chest as I watched him change his clothes – facing his back towards me with disgust. After getting dressed, I

look at the clock on the nightstand and see that it’s well past 3 AM now. Not to mention, today was our

and not break down in tears. But the

this behavior and these reactions when it came to Charlotte over the course of our marriage. Charlotte would make certain to call Leo on every occasion and important moment

young age. They were inseparable until Charlotte was involved in an accident that left her unable to walk. I’m not exactly what happened being that Leo always refused to say more

sister knew what had happened, but they would never tell me as they much less enjoyed having to utter a single word to me. They hated me for reasons I still don’t know. What I do

mine in the eyes of my

had hidden in the nightstand. A clear indication that a baby was on the way and yet, my husband was nowhere