The Billionaire Husband's Betrayal by Nancii Agosto

Chapter 5: Claire’s POV

I have never seen this face on my husband – nonetheless directed at me. I begin rambling in an attempt to explain what happened and absolve myself of being accountable for any wrongdoings. It was an accident, and I was still trying to figure out exactly what happened myself.

“This is not what it seems, Charlotte’s wheelchair got stuck at the top of the hill so I kneeled down to inspect it and felt a push. I tried to run after her, but I wasn’t fast enough.” I was hoping he would trust me or believe me. I would never do this.

I was mistaken.

Leonardo pushed me aside, causing me to fall onto the ground without a single glance to see if I was okay and rushed to Charlottes’ side.

I covered my stomach and twisted in pain as I felt an intensifying pain. My baby! I look up to as Leo picks up Charlotte and begins to walk away. I struggled yo hastily rise yo my feet to go after him.

minutes, the doctor pulled into the driveway, assessed Charlotte and was able to stop her mild bleedin g. I watched from the foyer as Leonardo stayed glued to Charlotte’s side even holding hand as the doctor touched her wound and yet, he hadn’t even spared me a glance. I was

to have a word.” Leo’s voice was stern. He genuinely thought the

turned their attention to me including Charlotte who looked more than amused by my uncomfortable disposition. I shrunk my

planned on sharing our growing family with him. I turn to close the door and before I

this? Why would you hurt her?” I’ll never forget him

not to blame. If anything, I had always tried to help. I even took on the challenge of reading countless medical studies that would help Charlotte but turned up fruitless. Not that I could’ve shared them if I wanted to. The first time I accompanied Leo to Charlotte’s home, Leo asked that I return home because Charlotte made it very clear that she did not want “strangers” in her home. What she meant was – she didn’t want me in her home. I left and haven’t made an

saw her cowering from you on the floor as you tried to grab her!”

into her wheelchair so I could get her help.” I was desperate for Leo

down that hill and crash!” He

lost my grip on the handles of her chair. I even tried to stop her from getting hurt.” I put my hands up in

to make me choose. Is this what you do when you don’t get enough attention?” He looks disgusted as if the thought of me was rancid. The thought of his wife for five years who

begin tearing up. This day was

notices my tears and simply makes for the door, leaving