The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 791

As Laney strode away with resolve, Garrett stood rooted in shock. He shook off his stupor after a few seconds and made to follow her, only to be intercepted by lan.

“What are you doing?” Garrett shoved lan aside impatiently. “Out of my way!”

lan spoke evenly. “Mr. Harding, since Mrs. Harding doesn’t wish to see you, it would be best not to disturb her.”

Garrett snorted, as if he’d just heard the most ridiculous joke. “I’m her husband. It’s none of your concern whether I seek out my wife and child. Don’t forget…”

He jabbed a finger into lan’s chest arrogantly. “You’re merely an assistant. This isn’t your concern.”

lan nodded and replied, “Indeed, I am an assistant, and it’s my responsibility to resolve issues for my employer.”

A sinister glint in his eyes, Garrett questioned, “So, are you implying that resolving issues for your employer includes sending fake divorce papers and forged wedding rings?”

lan hesitated for a moment before looking up with a calm smile. “Mr. Harding, I don’t know what you’re talking about. I serve Mrs. Harding and only act in the best interest of her and her daughter. You, however, are not my concern.”

Hearing this, Garrett’s fury mounted. Seizing lan’s collar, his eyes burning with rage, he demanded, “Tell me! Did you send the divorce agreement and the wedding ring?”

lan regarded him indifferently and countered, “Do you have any evidence?”

only one with access to Laney and the time to acquire

evidence, no one can make such accusations. Mr. Harding, casting

point, and he raised his

imminent altercation, Evan rushed forward in an

Laney quickly wheeled her

by the sight of Garrett and Ian grappling

sprawled on the ground, a scrape marring his

loomed above, fist raised

hit him?” Garrett’s head snapped in her direction, his eyes locking onto the disappointment etched

by the sight of Garrett

immature, displaying no signs of improvement in his character.

“Stop talking to me!”

had malicious intentions hidden deep down, and even sent me fake divorce papers. He made it seem like I was attacking him! He’s trying to drive a wedge between us!” “I don’t care who sent the fake papers.” Laney spoke in a cold tone. “I only believe what I see. If you ever lay a finger on my family again, Garrett, I’ll sign the real divorce papers and mail them

stood frozen in utter disbelief, unable to move or react upon hearing

as someone who used to be a bodyguard, you should be able to tell whether lan was pretending. Yet, you refuse to even consider it. Could it be that I’ve lost

helped lan get back on his feet. In a monotone voice, she remarked, “Enough. To be honest, there wasn’t that much

those words lingering in the air, she left with lan and her child

them leave, with his face reflecting the strong sense of loss that he felt. The anguish pierced his

lan as

so, what significance did he hold in her