Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 662

Bronwen’s gaze turned icy. “And you were way out of line with Nicholas just now. Out of respect for our history, I won’t make you apologize, but you should leave.”

Nicholas closed his eyes, finally giving up.

From the side, Wilson scoffed. “Pathetic. You groveled and still ended up with nothing. Serves you right!”

Bronwen didn’t respond to her husband’s spiteful words.

Nicholas finally saw things clearly. He opened his eyes and looked at Bronwen one last time. Even though it hurt, he couldn’t stop himself from saying, “He’s talking about you too, you know.”

He turned and walked out, leaving Bronwen’s world behind.

Bronwen lowered her head, sadness settling over her. She knew this was what Nicholas needed. Anything else would’ve been too unfair to him.

Wilson caught the emotion flickering across her face. He grabbed her arm and let out a cold laugh. “What, you’re upset now? Want to go after him? If you want, I’ll let you go. He’s waited for you all these years, probably still hasn’t even slept with anyone, right? Bronwen, isn’t it a shame to lose a guy like that?”

His words were cruel, but the wild, cold look in his eyes made it clear he wasn’t saying what he wanted.

For the first time, Bronwen was actually afraid of him.

“You… stop it, Wilson. You know that’s impossible.”

Wilson shoved her. She crashed to the floor.

“Slut!”

Bronwen gasped as her palm landed on a piece of broken glass. Blood pooled in her hand, and tears slid down her face before she could stop them.

“Yes, I really am pathetic,” she whispered. “If I wasn’t, I wouldn’t let you humiliate me and still not leave. You look down on me, don’t you? When someone’s love is too cheap, nobody respects it. Nicholas loves me, just like I love you. I know exactly how pathetic I am, which is why I don’t deserve Nicholas at all. I’m already ruined, Wilson. I only deserve someone as awful as you.”

She didn’t even look back at him. Bronwen stood up, clutching her bleeding hand, and hurried out.

She rushed back into the hospital room and threw her phone at Wilson. “What secret hideout?”

“Wilson, what did you do to Wiona? Why would she go to your secret hideout? What does she mean, she knows everything? Haven’t you done enough already? Why do you keep dragging Wiona into this? Didn’t I tell you to leave her alone? Why do you have to do this? Why?” Bronwen’s voice cracked as days of frustration finally poured out.

Wilson shot up in bed, looking terrified. “Secret hideout? How could she possibly know about that? No. No, no, that’s impossible. She can’t know about that place. Bronwen, you have to help me. You have to stop her. If she finds out, I’m finished. I’ll lose everything. Bronwen, please, you have to help me.”

Seeing him like this, Bronwen felt nothing but despair. So, the secret hideout was real? What was it? Why did she, his wife, know nothing about it?

She wanted to give up on him, but before she could do anything, another text came in. It was Wiona again. This time, just one word: Riverdale.

Bronwen glanced at Wilson, but didn’t tell him what the message said. All she said was, “I’ll see what I can do.”

She wanted to sound firm, but inside she knew she had no choice. No matter what, she’d have to help Wilson get out of this mess. If he lost, what would that make her? Wouldn’t all these years of loyalty and sacrifice mean nothing? Wilson couldn’t lose, and she couldn’t let herself lose either.