The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 217

Brany just could wrap her head around Robert. He cheated singly and was scadshiless of people finding out. Then he had the nerve to give her the silent treatment for over two decades because of his suspicions.

Robert sturned loved your mother too much, she was an chle, in elegant Even

in after manying me, she never settled into domestic life. I saw so many man

bater than me showed interests in her

The most beautiful and accomplished person Robert had ever met was Jule

She was 150 perfect, in perfect pat everyone had to shield their eyes from her briliance. And despite being her husband, he was always in her shadow.

How could be poor that?

Branyscalled. You didn’t love her. You just wanted to conquer her.

She knew Roten well, or rather she understood how some men think. They want to conquer and ant woman hing she would become a housewife, cook, and

ase kids for the

attracted to other accomplished women if they cheated, they would twist the truth blaming their wives for

In latheadtions

was just like that. He was actually insecure des down Jus brilliance was like a mattor that suffocated him, unless that

said nothing. He seemed to have

said my mother dede of depression, she was gosoned & cold fight flickered in Battany’s eyes. “You know about this, did’t

a moment, he slumped to the ground and looked up

deal” was indeed no

all he was an accomplice. But lately, he had

noble beautiful, and didn’t care about him, even when the knew she was being point, the never pleaded for

much. if only Jule could be a little gentler say something sweet like a norma wife, he

didn’t

mention him at all, all her

not even willing to pit in a Little effort for

forward grabbing his collar “Did you poison her? Or was it Ganna? What did my mother do wrong for you to want

ledly. “Do it matter who did it? it’s been twenty year, can you find any

theory daughter have left the Dustin

still didn’t realize his

to the bottom of my mother’s death Robert, if you had anything to do with it

down his spine, “Bittany, The sta ggered to his feet, “Let bygones be