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

phone, and then handed it to him. When she looked

woman’s side profile seemed to

her back against the wall as she gasped for breath. She then gingerly poked her head

from the corner. She had never

face. It could only mean that Natalie wasn’t able to persuade Lydia to appear at the

one step ahead. She had already paid someone to pretend to be an employee

before Natalie could get to her. It was easy enough to make up a story where Brandon had bribed the police to shoot Jethro and

everything like a

you for this much of

the room, Vivian touched up her makeup

mind later and

stepped inside

the door as another woman came in. She looked at her new visitor. The woman wore bold make up,

woman.

baby closer. “Who

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

She held Lydia’s hand kindly, saying, “As long as you make everything clear for Brandon at the press conference, I can

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