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.

gulped when I saw the pain in his eyes as he looked at me. I saw him clench his fist, trying to control himself. I thought he was going to make another scene, but he didn’t.

said before leaving one final glare towards Grant as if he

still have time to go back to the island before the sun sets,” he

back?” I asked in confusion.

I want to get rid of that bastard.

you mean? Isn’t it a better idea that I stay here since I used

refreshing and relaxing.

I’ve been staying there for more than six months, Grant. Yet not a single memory of my past has come back. I think it’s about time

I say. I’m running out of patience here,”

him, not until now. I automatically took a step back, which caught

and pursed his lips before taking a deep breath. When he opened his eyes,

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heart was filled with excitement. I was hoping that by staying here, I could finally

said before walking towards the stairs.

this house, but I don’t feel any familiarity around this place. It was as if it were the first time that I stepped foot in this house.

walked inside the room and scanned my eyes around the place. I tried to remember even a bit of memory about this place, but I 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 traces of our so–called relationship were only displayed

the little voice inside my head. It’s unfair 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

can freshen up first if you want to,”

Where’s my closet?” I asked. I wanted to get some new clothes,

to find where the closet was. After a few

top drawer. I was stunned and quickly closed it, as

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

he explained, sounding a bit annoyed. “There’s a bathrobe in the bathroom. You can use that while

a shrug, I turned towards the bathroom. As I stepped into the bathroom, the scent

quickly slipped into the shower to freshen up. After a few minutes, I grabbed the

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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 I tied the belt around my waist, I couldn’t help but marvel at

bathroom, I found him putting the clothes on top of the bed. “Here,” he said, holding out a neatly folded pile of clothes. “I managed to find some of your things. It’s not much, but hopefully it’ll do

my grip against the knot

I have a moment, please? I

you to get used to my presence. Besides, we

he try to force himself on me. But right now,

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

to utter Sebastian’s name. In the split second after it left my lips, I realized my mistake, but it was too late to retract it. I watched in horror 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 shiver down my spine, and I knew in

fear, but I tried 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

step back, but unlike before, my fear didn’t bother him at all. He

fear when he grabs both of my arms and grips