The Billionaire Husband’s Betrayal novel Chapter 30

Chapter 19: Leonardo’s POV

I rushed to the cafe and can already see my wife laughing and smiling at the man I had met briefly at the hospital. I decide to get my wife. I walk in, make my presence known and pull Claire to leg town car I have waiting just across the street where we get in and argue in private.

I’ve pleaded with her.

I’ve apologized to her.

I’ve begged her.

I’ve waited for her.

I’ve been patient with her.

At this point I was desperate. I didn’t know what to do anymore. But I wasn’t going to lose her to whoever this Jordan guy is.

I tried to remind Claire of how much I love her.

I kissed her with more passion than I’ve ever felt in my life and I thought we were moving forward when she kissed me back. I thought if it could remind her how good only I can make her feel – that she’d put her ring back on and give me another chance.

But she didn’t. I could tell in her eyes that she just

couldn’t. She needed space and my efforts in winning her back were smothering her. I was breaking her all over again.

I was trying so hard to fix it that I was shattering every bit of opportunity. I needed to accept that Claire needed time.

I listen as Claire tells me she will get a cab and offer her the car. I was not going to mistreat my wife because I felt defeated. I tell her I need a walk anyways. Although, Claire knows that really means I need a drink. I get out the car and watch as Claire is driven past me in the direction to our home. At least I’d know if she’s gotten home safely.

I walk up the block with my hand in pocket, holding Claire’s rings as they brought me comfort and enter the bar.

I sit at the first bench by the door.

“What can I do you for?” Asks the old man with a southern accent behind the wooden bar.

“A Scotch on the rocks. Make it a double.” I say as I stare at the bottle.

“Sorrows drowned by scotch will be nothing but sorrows tomorrow.” The man said with a small smile as he placed my drink in front of me.

“Guess I’ll have to come back tomorrow too then.” I look up at the man and give a small smile. It’s

+15 BONUS

“Okay, now it’s time to make myself clear, I have

known Claire since architectural school and we’ve

always been friends. However I look at her has nothing to do with you.” He turned back to his beer

“It has everything to do with me.”

“Look man, all I care about is Claire’s happiness. And what you’re doing isn’t making her happy – you’re hurting her.” He says in a way that almost makes me believe he’s sincere.

“My wife isn’t leaving me for you. Stay the hell away from her” I push Jordan off his stool getting ready for a fight. Nobody talks about what I have with Claire.

I watch Jordan stand tall as he gets ready to defend himself.

In just seconds, we went from fury to full blows – punching each other until the old man running the bar steps in between with a baseball bat and separates us. I watch as Jordan spits out blood after the busted lip I gave him and I feel the blood running down my lip from the jab I received to my nose. I leave a hundred dollar bill to cover my tab

and a hefty tip and walk out without another word.

I call my driver and am back at my home in a matter of ten minutes.

What would Claire say when she sees me now?