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.”

can you please believe me?” Gazing into Garrett’s anguished eyes, Laney’s heart softened. “Alright, I believe

Then can

“I’m not going to fire lan.” The

replied, “It’s not love, but gratitude I feel towards him. During the darkest days of my life, lan cared for me and provided company. The pain

“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 as if I were a mere plaything. I refuse to endure a life tethered to the whims of the wealthy and

to make a promise, but lan emerged from Laney’s house, cutting their conversation

ached, as if

Ian… Garrett thought, disbelief welling

surreptitiously eavesdropped on the conversation between

door. Hearing Laney express gratitude

was better than indifference. Perhaps

within him. Purposefully, Ian emerged to not

betrayed a flicker of

nighttime feedings and diaper changes. Mrs. Harding can’t handle it 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 said,

Laney scoffed, “As a father, how often have you taken care of your daughter? You’re clueless about her food or diapers. Ian has 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

that, she

in a panic, grasped her wrist,

hesitated, shook off his grip, and disappeared into

blocked the doorway. He then nonchalantly said, “Mr. Harding, it’s best that you not to enter someone else’s house

lan smiled and closed the