The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 793

Laney hesitated but reluctantly relented. “Do as you please. Live there if you want, but don’t bother me.”

She turned to leave with the trash, but George offered to help. “I’m free right now. Let me give you a hand.” ;

For the first time, Laney didn’t refuse.

Inside, Garrett exhaled a sigh of relief.

As they walked, he contemplated whether to explain the incident at the store to Laney.

By the time they disposed of the trash and returned to her doorstep, he still hadn’t mustered the courage.

Fearing Laney wouldn’t believe him, he hesitated.

Laney stood in front of her door, eyeing Garrett coolly. “Do you have something to say? If not, I’m going inside.”

After a few moments of silence, Laney furrowed her brow and turned to leave, feigning disinterest.

“Wait!” Garrett reached out, grasping Laney’s arm, his words tumbling out in a jumble. “I didn’t… I didn’t hit lan. He fell by himself. As for the divorce papers and wedding ring, he might have orchestrated it.”

Gazing

Then can we fire lan? I’ll help you find someone

“I’m not going to fire lan.” The color drained from Garrett’s face as realization struck. “You’ve fallen

him. During the darkest days of my life, lan cared

muster a defense. Laney offered a faint smile before continuing, “We’ve already accumulated countless misunderstandings. One more won’t change much. The crux of our issues is inequality. You and your family have constantly belittled, pitied, and manipulated me

but lan emerged from Laney’s house, cutting

as if

living with Ian… Garrett thought, disbelief welling

surreptitiously eavesdropped on the conversation

Laney express gratitude rather than

gratitude was better than indifference.

not

of pain when he caught sight

all by herself, so I’m staying here to help. Rest assured, I mostly spend time with Anya.” “I didn’t say anything,” Garrett retorted, face flushing crimson. Despite his protest, he couldn’t suppress his discontent. Muttering, he

been a great caregiver. What’s your problem?” Chastised by Laney, Garrett found himself at a loss for words. Laney glared icily at her husband, sneering, “Finish the investigation quickly and return to Barnes. We don’t need you to cause any more

she pivoted

a panic, grasped her wrist, attempting to explain, “I

disappeared into

doorway. He then nonchalantly said, “Mr. Harding, it’s best that you not to enter someone else’s house without the owner’s permission.” Eyes blazing, Garrett glared at

smiled and closed the