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.”

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

do? Then can we fire

The color drained from Garrett’s face

life, lan cared for me and provided company. The pain from those

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

a promise, but lan emerged from Laney’s

ached, as if pierced

Laney was already living with Ian…

eavesdropped on the

express gratitude rather

considered, gratitude was better than indifference. Perhaps it could blossom into

hope ignited within him. Purposefully, Ian emerged to not only interrupt Laney and Garrett’s dialogue but

betrayed a flicker of pain when he caught sight of

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

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

that, she pivoted to

her wrist, attempting to explain, “I

grip, and disappeared into the room without a backward

blocked the 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,

smiled and closed