The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 572

And yet, despite the suffering she had endured from him, a part of her still screamed that he didn’t deserve to die the way he did in Brandon’s hands. No matter what kind of criminal he was, Jethro was still her daughter’s father. Lydia had always been soft— so much that some people might even call her a coward.

She was a quiet, servile woman who had always heeded her husband’s beck and call. Perhaps it was also because she depended on him for everything. Now that he was gone, she, too, had lost any semblance of direction.

Lydia looked down at her daughter and closed her eyes in pain, tears streaming down her cheeks.

“I’m sorry, darling…” she slowly uttered to the child in her arms.

The baby, blissfully innocent and uncomprehending, waved her tiny hands and babbled at her mother.

Natalie’s heart sank deeper with every step she took away from the ward.

She was pulled out of her despairing thoughts by the ringing from her phone. She looked at the screen, her brows furrowing at the caller ID.

Why was Brandon calling her?

Sean must have told him about her visit to the hospital. Natalie didn’t answer the call, afraid that Brandon would question her. She put the phone back inside her bag and pretended not to hear anything.

Just as she walked out the hospital gate, a woman wearing a blue baseball cap brushed past her. The stranger felt familiar for some reason. Natalie was about to take a second look, but she bumped into a man who was walking towards her.

eyes? You knocked my phone to the ground!”

handed it to him.

woman’s

She then gingerly poked her head out from her hiding place to look at the

out from the corner. She had never expected to

Natalie wasn’t able to persuade Lydia to appear at the

someone to pretend to be an employee

her. It was easy enough to make up a story where Brandon had

ate up everything

you for this much of a fool, Natalie,” Vivian mocked as

money can’t fix.” Before entering the room, Vivian touched up her makeup and applied

was simple. She would make Lydia to change her mind later and then take the credit for saving Brandon’s reputation. There

inside

door as another woman came in. She looked at her new visitor. The woman wore

this woman. She wasn’t dressed like

baby closer. “Who sent you

help you.” Vivian always had a smile on her face, to make her

in. She held Lydia’s hand kindly, saying, “As long as you make

for no reason. Maybe Vivian’s pungent perfume had caught in her