The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

chapter 792

There was no denying that he had shown her kindness in many ways.

Nevertheless, Laney also didn’t want to wrong Garrett.

While tending to lan’s wounds, she inquired tentatively, “By the way, what led to your scuffle with Garrett earlier?”

lan’s expression immediately turned tense, and he bowed his head down dejectedly. “I just told Mr. Harding not to bother you without your permission…” he muttered.

Laney probed further in a calm tone, “Is that really all that happened, lan? I wouldn’t like for my assistant to lie to me.” lan’s fingers curled slightly as he began, “Mrs. Harding…”

With her eyes fixed on lan, Laney continued in a composed tone, “lan, I need you to be honest with me. Did you deliberately set up Garrett? And… were you responsible for sending him the fake divorce papers and wedding ring?”

lan’s complexion drained of color as Laney interrogated him. Desperate to explain himself, but noting the disappointment in her eyes, he realized further words were futile. “It was me,” he admitted.

Laney’s voice was sharp and distinct as she asked, “Why? Why did you do that?”

In a hushed tone, Ian replied, “Mrs. Harding, I merely want to remove obstacles for you. Since leaving Garrett, your life has flourished. No longer bound by the Harding family, you’ve built a career you love and embraced a life of freedom and joy. Isn’t that a blessing?” His eyes locked onto hers, his expression solemn. His voice was soothing, yet seemed to mask a torrent of emotion. “Had I not intervened, Garrett would have pursued you relentlessly, causing you trouble and casting you back into the depths of despair.” Laney averted her gaze, her voice trembling. “Don’t do this again. You’re crossing the line between assistant and employer.”

“Oh, my lady!” Ian sighed, resigned. “Why don’t you understand?” Her heart pounded in time with his words.

steady voice

stood by your side all this time, doing everything in my power

Laney’s entire being froze.

reached for her hand, she snapped back to

knocked over the medicine box,

features at her reaction. “Laney…” Laney halted him, her voice a flurry of emotion. “I’m sorry, I can’t accept your

a moment. Then, discarding his crestfallen demeanor, he offered a gentle smile.

not, I’ll strive tirelessly until the day you’re ready to accept

He hastily

his

that Laney still harbored feelings for Garrett. Her excitement

emotions, while indifference bred

always maintained a calm, composed

unfolded in

bites of food, but the stifling atmosphere soon became unbearable. Setting her chopsticks aside, she decided to clean

care of such tasks. Observing her actions, he stepped forward to intervene. “Let me handle it, Mrs. Harding.” “It’s okay, I

let me,” lan

reached for

they

grazed one another, amplifying the already