The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 56

Chapter 56: Signing Event

I saw a man put his hand on my wife's back, and I was jealous and wanted to know who he was," Daniel corrected with a straight face, and she was at a loss for words.

"Jealous?" she asked incredulously. It was as though someone had said that the ancient Egyptians disappeared because Cleopatra's undies were thrown into Osiris' temple. "Why not? I am human," he answered.

"This document, wherever you got it, will have to pass through my lawyer, so there is nothing

to bother about," she dismissed him.

"Keep scrolling," he instructs her, and she continues after a moment of hesitation. She saw pictures of Stanley meeting with her lawyer. She already knew what this was the moment she saw it. But she could not bring herself to believe it. "What is this?"

"The author of Autumn's Snow is called Autumn Hanson. She is your lawyer, Mr. Hanson's uncle," he explained, and she started finding it hard to breathe..

"Why?" she asked.

"You are about to sign a deal tomorrow; should I hide it from you?" he asked.

"I mean, why are you helping me? You even said this is part of the reason you are marrying me?" she asked, her voice barely leaving her throat.

have probably handled several legal matters concerning your art with your lawyer, Mr. Hanson's law firm. You are too

why you married me again! Why do you want to help me? You have not helped me all this while; why start now? Why did you

him.

should have protected you. Yet I did nothing. Am I supposed to keep doing nothing? I already did that once; that is not happening again," he said, his eyes hardening as he looked into hers. Anya was somewhat disappointed. He felt responsible for her. His pride was pricked when someone plotted against

she asked Daniel, "Why not transfer copyright of my

doesn't make any difference," Daniel

"Why?" she asked.

the one that commissioned the author

someone to make me a muse?" She found herself laughing. She nodded and

you, but I need to see that document with my own eyes," she

a warm glow across the room as Anya stood before her mirror, her hands trembling slightly as she applied the finishing touches to her makeup. Her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions;

were still fresh in her memory as she prepared to face Stanley

in a tangled mess of uncertainty and a slight whiff of frustration. A part of her wondered if Daniel was just too paranoid. But her fear gnawed at her insides like a cluster of worms; Daniel never joked. If she knew anyone

steadying breath, Anya straightened her shoulders, attempting to calm herself, yet her resolve hardened with each passing moment. As long as she does not sign, all will be

for her in the living room, a tray of breakfast spread out on the table before him. His expression

Anya," he said, his voice unusually soft. His gentle gaze raked over her,

know how to deal with Daniel who brought her food. In all her years married to him, he had never willingly done anything for her. Seeing him waiting for her with a tray of breakfast was a visual she never thought she would ever see. Her heart

to the food before them, his tone casual. "I ordered breakfast for us," he said, his eyes

her appetite evaporating in the face of her

noticed she was finding