A wedding night Love Affair With The Billionaire novel Chapter 45

Tanner had only gone in to take a quick shower and came out wearing a bathrobe in no time.

Then he saw his wife hanging up the phone with flushed ears.

Though he looked aloof as ever, only he knew how lost he felt.

He knew he had gone overboard last night, but he couldn't hold himself back, just like how he was on the verge of berserk then.

She could smile at everyone but had only pain and suffering in her eyes facing him.

Though Eliza was well spent, she was wide awake, hearing Tanner's mockery at her loud and clear.

She looked up and immediately saw him leaning against the door with his short hair still dripping with water.

As rays of sunlight shone through the window, stars seemed to have formed in his fathomless gaze. His eyes were bright, giving her the false impression that he was looking at her with deep affection.

But the frost beneath his eyes was evident.

She gazed quietly at him. He was forever superior and incredibly handsome to her. Like how he looked to be God's finest creation, ethereal, even when he was only standing there.

But what about herself? She was nothing but a ragdoll looking up at the unreachable beauty.

They were worlds apart. Tanner, the only son of the Deleon family, was too good for Eliza, the feral child of the Stone family.

Eliza grew up a child deprived of love, so she'd feel somewhat inferior. The more brilliant Tanner was, the more she dared not approach him.

But who could understand her sadness and bitterness? She was starting to lose herself.

Not wanting to face him, she looked away, buried her face in the pillows, and closed her eyes. It felt as though she didn't have to face external stress like an ostrich.

But who was Tanner? Was he someone she didn't have to face just because she didn't want to?

He quirked his brow a little and strode to the side of the bed.

Feeling the sides of her pillow sinking, she looked up. Tanner's scent and warm breath got her heart racing, but what came next was like a wet blanket on her head.

"Eliza Stone, you are mine."

"You want to be with another man? Forget it."

His words got her closing her eyes once more.

He had believed that she was having an affair with Nicholas. But she didn't even get a chance at explaining.

Even though she had tried her best to restrain herself, her slightly frowning eyebrows exposed the discomfort in her heart.

Tanner had always been very observant, so he could easily catch her subtle expressions. However, he didn't put too much thought into it, only thinking she was feeling unwell.

He scooped her out of bed easily; though his actions were loud, he was surprisingly careful.

Eliza stiffened, feeling a chill as the covers lifted. Tanner was gentle with how he carried her, not hurting her.

However, her clothes from last night were already torn into pieces. Naked in his arms, she wanted nothing more than to bury herself in a hole.

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她的不自在，倒是让他心情变好了。

That she felt uncomfortable had him in a better mood.

The woman in his arms was flushed, looking around warily, avoiding his gaze.

She looked like she was playing hard to get. Coupled with their skin-to-skin contact, he had the urge to ravage her once more.

But then images from earlier popped up in his mind again. Recalling that he wasn't the only one who had seen her bashful side, he turned grim once more.

Being in his arms, Eliza thought she was going to ignite the next second, not daring to meet his eyes, not daring to see his expression, not knowing what he was going to do. She only knew she laid in his arms for quite some time before she was placed in the bath.

The warm water hydrated her skin. She was covered in black and blue, some hickeys and others bruises from when he overexerted.

She looked up only to see him leaving decisively, not even sparing a glance.

He was always like this. He looked down on her, showing her his heartless side, making her heart ache, but at the same time, he'd let her see his gentle side.

Have her… feeling hopeful.

Exiting the bathroom, Tanner put on a random suit and went down to instruct Ms. Bell to check on Eliza twenty minutes later.

With that, he drove off to work.

Upstairs, Eliza knew Tanner had left, hearing the engine start. Tears began to pool; the sense of loss had her feeling as though she was abandoned.

The unstoppable heartache had her chuckling.

Wasn't it normal of him? Who did she think she was to cry? He was never hers. Stand-in… Now that Raelyn had returned, it was her time to leave, no?

But, what was up with her? Why would she feel so reluctant just thinking about leaving…

……

When Ms. Bell came up, torn clothes were sprawled across the room, and Eliza was sitting absent-mindedly in the bathtub. Her tear stains still hadn't dried, and she was covered in blacks and blues.

She was already worried, seeing how Mr. Deleon looked when he went up. Who would've thought this would be like this.

He really was no tender fellow.

"Mrs. Deleon, the water has turned cold. Let's go out."

While Eliza was still in a daze, Ms. Bell took out a set of clothes and held it in her hands to help her change into.

Eliza was only responsive when Ms. Bell spoke.