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.

leaving?” I say through a yawn. Being pregnant made me especially tired lately, not that Leo had noticed

sit next to me and caress my face. His touch

back soon” my husband was always available when she “needed” him. Even if it were at my expense. It was a horrible feeling watching

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 to

Don’t you think it would be better to 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

you no sympathy, Claire?! Charlotte is disabled and she needs my help. How could you be so selfish?” He says this coldly,

for five years but when it comes to Charlotte – I was an imposition or better yet,

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 emotions got the

just didn’t 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

nightstand and see that it’s well past 3 AM now. Not to mention, today was our fifth

to calm my roaring emotions and not break down in tears. But

would make certain to call Leo on every occasion

in an accident that left

to me. They hated me for reasons I still don’t know. What I do know is that Leo had felt guilty and has shamelessly run to

needs outweighed mine in the

under the quilt, trying to soothe and collect myself as I pull out a pregnancy test I had hidden in the nightstand. A clear indication that a baby was on the way and yet, my husband