The Billionaire Husband's Betrayal by Nancii Agosto

Chapter 2: Claire’s POV

I turned white at the thought of my husband in bed with another woman. Especially this one.

“Are you sleeping in the same bed?” I knew Leo saw to her personally but sleeping in the same bed was past unacceptable. It was out of line.

“Don’t blame him, Claire. He was just so tired after caring for me last night.” She lets out a chuckle. Charlotte had no regard for me or my marriage and had taken every opportunity to make that clear. “Why are you calling again?” She asks as if I’m disturbing her although she answered my husband’s phone.

“Please let Leo know that I’d like to meet him for dinner at that old restaurant we love when he wakes up.” I tried my best not to sound hurt as I tell her. It was my wedding anniversary, and he had run off to be with Charlotte once again. This time, even sleeping in her bed.

“I’ll let him know. Happy Anniversary, Claire.” She muttered my name in disgust and reminded me of my anniversary just to mock me and remind me that on my anniversary, my husband had run to her side. Not only that but slept in her bed and had forgotten about me.

in my throat threatening to sink with my tears. I sat in bed

today. Even if his love for me

reservation. It’s not a Michelin star location but it was where I first met Leo and he saved

I finally finished my courses and graduated from the most prestige architecture school in the country but was at a stand-still in starting my career as most companies sought a male figure for the position. After a pressure-led search, I found that

mildly disappointed to know that he didn’t. It probably didn’t helped that I was dressed like a boy in baggy clothes with a baseball hat. He had no idea of the admiration or

the first time – all those years ago.

redirected to voicemail. So I resorted to call someone who I rarely

Emilia, do you where I can find Leo?” Emilia is Leo’s sister. This meaning she’s also a part of

family home. I thought you would’ve accompanied him for the

furrow my brows in confusion. “What

condescending tone with a hint of amusement towards my confusion “Did Leonardo not tell you? Of course, he wouldn’t. Well, we are celebrating Charlotte’s big news. Happy Anniversary though.” I hear