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

phone, and then handed

she just seeing things? The woman’s side profile seemed to resemble

poked her head out from

She had never

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

step ahead. She had already paid someone

It was easy enough to make up a story where Brandon had bribed the police to shoot Jethro and shut

everything

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

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

to change her mind later and then take the credit for saving Brandon’s reputation.

inside the

eyes shot to the door as another woman came in. She looked at her new visitor. The woman wore bold make up, and a strong scent of perfume came from her. Lydia’s

woman. She wasn’t dressed like

held her baby closer. “Who sent

help you.” Vivian always had a smile on

hand kindly, saying, “As long as you make everything clear for Brandon at the press conference,

for no reason. Maybe Vivian’s pungent perfume had