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.”

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

“Really? You do? Then can we

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

him. During the darkest days of my life, lan cared for me and provided company. The pain from those

unable to 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.

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

ached, as if pierced

with Ian… Garrett thought,

surreptitiously eavesdropped on the conversation between Laney

behind the door. Hearing Laney express gratitude rather than love towards him, disappointment washed

indifference. Perhaps it

Ian emerged to not

betrayed a flicker of pain when

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,

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

she

wrist, attempting to explain,

his grip, and disappeared into

He then nonchalantly said, “Mr. Harding, it’s best that you not to

and