My Husband Lost Me, His Billionaire Friend Wants Me

t bending at the waist in quick, grateful bows.

ar irritation before turning on his hee

subordinates. "Move. Follow Mr. Cam

ed from the bathroom in a robe, only to find th

s he muttered, "She recovere

pained sound drifted from th

p, one hand pressed to her head while the other supporting her

eaving her body unsteady and uncoope

toward the bed and called out weak

on, slipping an arm around her

ca unexpectedly shifted, faster than he anticipat

loser until he was looking directl

him, eyes trembling. "Tell me...

. For a rare moment

d as she broke down. "If you never loved me, why didn't you just say it

xpression flat and unreadable

o response, it became clear to Rebe

a lowered her gaze and slow

rp. "So this is what you're doing... throwing

, still tearful. "What are you talki

mewhere like that?

ha

oved her arms f

o like a child throwing a fit. "You're going to see Lindsay, aren'

ker of regret crossing his mind that he hadn'

Let go," he said, cle

, you're still my husband!

lf, Rebecca suddenly grabbed his fa

complete

ed her legs around his waist, pulling him do

ering between them as she clung to him. Her hands mov

htened sharply as he

ite him, his breath turning uneven as

er back slightly, his voice rough. "Rebecca.

answered without hesit

ly. I'm not Elliot,

he became-yet she still clung to him. "I don't c

ession turning serious. "You'd better be sure about

, she broke free and kissed hi

t breaking hold of her, he lifted her

.

cca woke up to a pounding h

read through her entire body as thou

sharply. "

reached to the side, searching for the fami

a stranger beside her. She froze, gasped sha

n, still asleep beside her, her th

idea what h

man she didn't know was in b

it, broken flashes of last ni

n being taken away after someone mistook her

om, and horror spread across he

one had slept with her, beli