The Billionaire Husband’s Betrayal novel Chapter 7

I have never seen this face on my husband - nonetheless directed at me. I begin rambling in an attempt to explain what happened and absolve myself of being accountable for any wrongdoings. It was an accident, and I was still trying to figure out exactly what happened myself.

“This is not what it seems, Charlotte’s wheelchair got stuck at the top of the hill so I kneeled down to inspect it and felt a push. I tried to run after her, but I wasn’t fast enough.” I was hoping he would trust me or believe me. I would never do this.

I was mistaken.

Leonardo pushed me aside, causing me to fall onto the ground without a single glance to see if I was okay and rushed to Charlottes’ side.

I covered my stomach and twisted in pain as I felt an intensifying pain. My baby! I look up to as Leo picks up Charlotte and begins to walk away. I struggled yo hastily rise yo my feet to go after him.

I listened as he called his family’s private doctor to meet him at his family’s home. In just minutes, the doctor pulled into the driveway, assessed Charlotte and was able to stop her mild bleedin g. I watched from the foyer as Leonardo stayed glued to Charlotte’s side even holding hand as the doctor touched her wound and yet, he hadn’t even spared me a glance. I was ashamed of the stigma that he was choosing her over me.

“Claire, come here! We need to have a word.” Leo’s voice was stern. He genuinely thought the worst of me at this moment even after I proclaimed my innocence. He didn’t believe me.

Everyone turned their attention to me including Charlotte who looked more than amused by my uncomfortable disposition. I shrunk my shoulders trying to make myself as small as possible. They all blamed me, and they hated me.

I follow Leo into the same library where I planned on sharing our growing family with him. I turn to close the door and before I could even turn to face Leo, I’m bombarded with questions.

“Have you no morals? Why would you do this? Why would you hurt her?” I’ll never forget him looking at me in the moment. He was looking at me like I had gone mad.

“I would never intentionally hurt anyone. I can’t believe you would accuse me of doing such a thing.” My voice began to sound shaky. I know Leo has always been protective and had felt guilty for what happened to Charlotte, but I was not to blame. If anything, I had always tried to help. I even took on the challenge of reading countless medical studies that would help Charlotte but turned up fruitless. Not that I could’ve shared them if I wanted to. The first time I accompanied Leo to Charlotte’s home, Leo asked that I return home because Charlotte made it very clear that she did not want “strangers” in her home. What she meant was - she didn’t want me in her home. I left and haven’t made an attempt to be near her since. Not that Charlotte would’ve accepted my help anyway. She wanted Leo.