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.”

voice quivered, pleading, “Laney, can you please believe me?” Gazing into Garrett’s anguished eyes, Laney’s

with hope. “Really? You do? Then can we fire lan? I’ll help you

lan.” The color drained from Garrett’s face as realization struck.

days of my life, lan cared for me and provided company. The pain from those times is etched in my memory. You, my husband,

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

lan

heart ached, as if pierced

was already living with Ian… Garrett thought, disbelief welling up within

eavesdropped on the conversation

Hearing Laney express gratitude rather than

gratitude was better than indifference. Perhaps it could blossom into love

Ian emerged to not only interrupt Laney and Garrett’s dialogue but also to

a flicker of pain when

still young, needing 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, “There’s no reason for you to

Garrett found himself at a loss for words. Laney glared icily at her husband, sneering,

she

in a panic, grasped her wrist, attempting

shook off his grip, and disappeared into the room without a

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

lan smiled and