ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO THE BILLIONAIRE SINGLE DAD (Gabrielle and Damon) novel Chapter 128

I blinked at the screen, waiting for the joke to land.

It never did.

Selene plucked her phone out of my hand and kept it in her purse. “I don’t need to tell you what to do.”

Leave him.

That was what she wanted.

And for a terrifying second, it was what I wanted too.

It took me a while to find my voice, my eyes stinging with unshed tears. “You had the chance to let me die last night, and I could have been out of your way. Why did you help me?”

Out of all the questions I had, that wasn’t even the one breaking me, but it was something I needed her to explain.

“I don’t want you dead,” she said, an indescribable look on her face as she leaned down to pinch my cheek lightly. “I want you to watch me be with your ex–husband when he’s eventually bored with you.”

I slapped her hand away. “Don’t touch me.”

Selene straightened slowly, more amused than offended. “It doesn’t change the fact, love.”

“You’re sick,” I said.

“No,” she replied calmly. “I’m patient, sweetheart. There’s a difference. And now you’ve finally found out how your husband truly feels about you. You should thank me.”

Her words went straight to my heart.

She adjusted the strap of her purse and glanced toward the door. “The videos weren’t meant to hurt you. They were just honest. Something we both know Damon is not capable of.”

My fingers curled into the sheets.

“It has to be for a reason” I said too quickly. “That’s not how he truly feels about me. And even if it is, I don’t care.”

That was a big fat lie.

My heart was squeezing and beating so hard that I thought it might bruise my ribs. I was at the brink of tears and Selene noticed.

“Oh, you care,” she said softly. “You care so much it’s embarrassing.”

I forced myself to hold her gaze. “You’re so desperate.”

“Maybe,” she shrugged. “But at least I’m not delusional. I know my place, and I don’t believe in fairy tales. That’s why I’d always be one step ahead of you. Always.”

I shook my head. “You’re crazy. And your video is probably fake. Just get out of my room.”

A faint laugh escaped her. “I knew him long before you did. That human part of him is gone, Gabby. You can’t make a stone feel for you.”

Heat climbed up my throat. “I said get out. Are you deaf?”

Her expression shifted, something colder settling in her eyes. “I want Damon for a lot of reasons, and I always get what I want.”

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My chest felt tight again, but this time it was out of anger. “You already lost him before I came into the picture.”

That wiped the smile off her face.

For a brief second, something ugly flickered across her expression but she recovered fast.

She pasted on a smile. “It doesn’t matter. He’ll be mine again soon.”

I swallowed, clenching my fist beside me.

She walked toward the door, then paused with her hand on the handle. “Also, when he finally kicks you out, empty out your closet before you leave. Or I’ll have the staff burn your clothes when I move in.”

And then she was gone.

The tears fell the second I was alone, my body trembling with so much emotion.

Even if he didn’t mean it, hearing him talk about me like that was gut–wrenching. That didn’t sound like the man who held me when I cried and killed for me.

Eventually, I forced myself to take a deep breath.

I swung my legs over the side despite the dizziness that followed. The room tilted slightly, but I gripped the nightstand to support myself.

If he wanted to treat me like something he could toss aside so easily, then he would have to say it to my face.

I picked up my phone from my dresser and unlocked it, my thumb hovering over his contact name.

Husband.

Damon told me he had to handle something very serious. Maybe he was trying to protect me and maybe calling him would do the opposite.

So I dropped the phone and returned to the bed, and I cried until exhaustion dragged me under.

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When I woke up hours later, I was finally feeling better but my heart had hardened.

I felt strong enough to walk, so I started packing.

I’d rather lose him and whatever fucked up thing we had than stay with someone who only wanted to use me to pass time.

I was so stupid and reckless to think Damon felt a certain way about me because of how soft he treated me.

I was halfway through the second bag when I heard the door open behind me.

I turned and there he was.

His face was stripped of every trace of warmth, like I hadn’t seen it in a long time. “Where are you going?”

His voice had a cold edge to it.

I turned my back on him and continued packing up. “Anyway but here.”

He didn’t respond immediately.

He just stood there and I could feel his gaze burning into the back of my head.

‘Anywhere but here?” he repeated.

“Yes,” I said, dropping another dress with more force than necessary. “I don’t think I’m wanted here anymore.”

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“Who told you that?”

I let out a small laugh, but there was nothing amused about it. “Does it matter?”

“It matters to me,” he said, stepping further into the room and closing the door behind him.

I kept my back to him because I knew if I turned around too quickly, I might either cry or slap him, and I was not sure which one would win.

“I asked you a question,” he continued, his tone more controlled than angry. “Who told you that you’re not wanted here?”

I zipped the second suitcase and reached for the third. “No one had to tell me. I sawit for myself.”

Silence stretched between us, and I could still feel his eyes on me.

“Saw what?” he asked.

I turned then, slowly, and held his gaze. “You.”

His expression did not change, but his shoulders stiffened slightly. “Be specific,” he said.

“I saw the videos,” I replied. “Of you telling another man that you couldn’t give a fuck about me. That I’m just a toy you’ll discard when you’re done.”

The words tasted bitter coming out of my mouth, but I forced myself to say them clearly and without shaking.

His eyes darkened, and for a second I thought he might deny it immediately, but he didn’t.

“Where did you see that?” he asked instead.

“That’s what you’re concerned about?” I shot back. “Not what you said, but how I found out?”

He took a step toward me, and I instinctively took one back, but I refused to look weak. I held his gaze but there was no softness or vulnerability in mine.

“Answer me,” he said quietly.

“Selene showed me,” I replied. “Apparently, you were being very honest this morning with your friend.“,

His face hardened at her name, and something dark flickered in his eyes. “What exactly did you hear?”

I stared at him in disbelief. “You want me to repeat it?”

“Yes.”

I swallowed.

My throat felt dry but I forced the words out. “You said no one has captured your heart and you said you don’t give a fuck about

me.”

Each sentence felt more painful than the last.

I watched his reaction carefully, searching for guilt, for regret, for anything.

“And?” he prompted.

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