Trapped with My Billionaire Ex-Husband by Mariya Mercedes

Chapter 94

BLAIRE

“I think we’re done here.”

It was Grant’s voice that made me recover from shock. I should feel relieved that I already confirmed that Grant is my husband, yet I feel the opposite. I’m not sure why I feel disappointed knowing that I’m not Sebastian’s wife.

I tried my best to hide my disappointment. I should feel ashamed of myself for feeling this way. It’s unfair to Grant that I was having these kinds of thoughts right after he proved to us that he is indeed my husband. I subtly shook my head to get rid of these unwanted thoughts.

I was expecting Sebastian to finally let go of his claim. But it took me by surprise when I heard the words that were coming out of his mouth.

“I don’t think so. These prove nothing but your ability to manipulate things. These pictures could have been photoshopped,” Sebastian said.

Though he made an excellent point, this will only backfire with his claims since he has no other proof but the photo in his wallet. It seems like Grant and I had the same thing in mind.

“That goes to you as well, Sebastian. I’ve shown Dylan a lot of photos, yet you only showed one piece of evidence. Would you like me to show you our marriage certificate?” Granted taunted.

“There’s no need for that, for it may be as fake as these photos in your house. To settle this argument, I propose a DNA test. Only then will I accept that she’s not my wife,” Sebastian argued.

As I watched how confident Sebastian was while asking for a DNA test, my suspicion arose once again. There could have been a reason for him to be this confident.

I turned in Grant’s direction, and I couldn’t help but notice how his jaw clenched in annoyance. It seems like he was not fond of Sebastian’s persistence. He’s probably expecting Sebastian to stop right after he shows his proof.

“I don’t think so. We are not obligated to prove anything to you. Now, leave while I am still asking nicely. You are on my property. It’s legal for me to shoot you if you refuse to leave,” Grant insisted.

I immediately fear for Sebastian’s life. I’m not sure whether he really owns a gun or not, but thinking something might happen to him makes my heart break.

Sebastian was about to respond when I decided to meddle in between.

“I think you should leave,” I interrupted.

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Both of them looked surprised when they looked at me; it was as if that’s the last thing they expected to hear from me.

“Blaire…” Sebastian uttered that familiar name, but I’m not the woman he thinks I am.

“I’m not Blaire. I don’t see the need for an unnecessary test. I do wish that you found the woman that you were looking for. But I’m afraid she’s not here. So please, you can leave

now.”

I was holding my breath as I uttered those words. I can’t understand why my heart aches while asking him to leave. This isn’t exactly what I expected to feel the moment Grant proved himself. I can still feel that something is wrong here, but all of that was nothing but a hunch.

him clench his fist, trying to control himself. I thought

stop here until I get that DNA test,” he said before leaving one final glare towards Grant as if he were giving him a warning. After that, he proceeds

Grant commented with a smirk on his face. “Come, we still have time to go back to the island before the

I asked in

agreed to go here because I want to get rid of that bastard. And now that I already did, there’s no reason for

confusion grew. “What do you mean? Isn’t it a better idea that I stay here

you more. It’s refreshing and

than six months, Grant. Yet not a single memory of my past has come back. I think it’s about time for us to try

being stubborn and do as I say. I’m running out of patience here,” he said as his

been living with Grant, I felt scared and unsafe. I’ve never seen this part of him, not until now. I automatically

his lips before taking a deep breath. When he opened his eyes, he went back to his usual calm self, Somehow, it makes me wonder

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I was hoping that by staying here, I

me,” he said before walking

house, but I don’t feel any familiarity around this place. It was as if it were the

couldn’t remember any. And unlike the living room, there isn’t a single picture of us in here. It was as if all the

to Grant if I continue suspecting him when he has been nothing but good to me. He has been patient throughout the times that I can’t remember anything. Though I’m still not uncomfortable sharing a tight space like this with

first if

my eagerness to find a solace place for me, I opted to accept his offer. “Thank you. Where’s my closet?” I asked. I wanted to get some new

find where the closet was. After a few minutes, he then walks towards a

he opened the top drawer. I was stunned

I quickened my pace to join him, eager to see for myself. “What’s going on?” I asked, stretching my neck to see what he was looking at. To my surprise, there was nothing there. I gave him a puzzled

annoyed. “There’s a bathrobe in the bathroom. You can use that while I find your clothes,” he suggested, already making his way to the

mix of confusion and gratitude swirling within me. With a shrug, I turned towards the bathroom. As I stepped

shower to freshen up. After a

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of the door, I quickly slipped it on, relishing the softness against my skin. It offered a comforting embrace, a temporary respite from the uncertainty of the situation. As

he said, holding out a neatly folded pile of clothes. “I managed to find some of your things. It’s

I said as I tightened my grip against the knot of my bathrobe. I wasn’t expecting him to be here, so I

I was wearing nothing but a bathrobe. “Could I have a moment, please? I just need to put my clothes

we already shared a bed. There’s nothing to hide that I

nothing but considerate. Not even once did he try to force himself on me. But right now, his aura is different. There’s a darkness lurking around hi that I never

that you’re my husband. But I have no memory of that as

as his expression morphed before my eyes. It was as if a switch had been flipped, transforming him from a calm demeanor to a predatory gaze, akin to a wolf eyeing its prey. The intensity in his eyes sent a

to remain calm. I pretended I wasn’t bothered by his sudden change of demeanor. I’m still hopeful that Grant will remain the same as he was when we were on the island.

step back, but unlike before, my fear didn’t bother him at all. He looked determined to claim what was

eyes widen in fear when he grabs both of my arms and grips them tightly.