The Billionaire Husband’s Betrayal novel Chapter 1

At 3 AM, I had awoken to the ringing of a phone, rustling of the sheets and the thunder humming outside my bedroom window.

It didn’t take long to recognize the ringtone I heard and understand what was happening in that moment.

That was Charlotte’s ringtone.

Charlotte was my husband Leonardo’s childhood sweetheart, and she had made a habit of calling my husband to her side at every opportunity even in the most impromptu hours of the night.

And Leo had made a habit of being completely available after every call - explaining why he had personalized her ringtone in the first place.

I listen at his side silently, waiting for the moment he would refuse to run to her side. A wishful thought I knew would never come to fruition.

“Don't cry, I'll be there soon." After a few simple words, Leo quickly got up and prepared to go out. He hadn’t noticed I had been listening or conscious at the moment.

“Are you leaving?” I say through a yawn. Being pregnant made me especially tired lately, not that Leo had noticed any difference.

“I’m sorry Claire. I hope I didn’t wake you.” Leo took a single moment to sit next to me and caress my face. His touch was warm and comforting. But it was only a moment.

“Charlotte needs me, but I’ll be back soon” my husband was always available when she “needed” him. Even if it were at my expense. It was a horrible feeling watching your husband be readily available for another woman at her beck and call.

I look outside the window and see the faint rain littering the sill and the sky lighting with streams of electricity. This weather was no match for the dedication Leo had to Charlotte. The dedication I longed for as his wife.

“It’s raining. Don’t you think it would be better to head out in the morning?” I say in a small voice preparing for the worst of reactions when I see his face turn cold and stern. He pulls his hand away almost as if I had disgusted him.

“Have you no sympathy, Claire?! Charlotte is disabled and she needs my help. How could you be so selfish?” He says this coldly, an accusation he had used prior, also for the benefit of Charlotte.

I have been married to Leo for five years but when it comes to Charlotte - I was an imposition or better yet, an enemy at best.

I drop my head to avoid his cold gaze and shrink. “I just worry about your safety in this weather.” And knowing Charlotte has 24 hour dedicated medical staff and Nannie’s, I saw no reason for Charlotte to need my husband. Leo wasn’t a doctor or specialist.