ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO THE BILLIONAIRE SINGLE DAD (Gabrielle and Damon) novel Chapter 93

GABRIELLE’S POV

I checked my phone, and the time was 12:30 a.m.

I was sitting in a twenty–four–hour open restaurant and waiting for Selene. I didn’t need anyone to tell me that it was her underwear in my husband’s jacket.

And that could only mean one thing.

Damon lied to me.

I exhaled deeply and unclenched my fists before waving at a waiter. “I want a bottle of wine, please. Your best. And two glasses.”

The waiter nodded and walked away.

Just then, Selene walked into the restaurant looking as elegant as ever with not a single hair out of place.

She took the seat across from mine gracefully. “Hi, Gabby. I normally don’t like going out late but I had to make an exception for you. I was surprised when I got your call.”

I stared through her smile. “I was surprised as well when I had to call you.”

She folded her hands on the table. “Is everything okay?”

“No,” I said. “It hasn’t been for a while.”

The waiter returned with the wine and poured it in both glasses. I waited until he left before speaking again.

“I found an underwear in Damon’s jacket,” I said flatly. “And it wasn’t mine.”

Her smile didn’t drop but her eyes shifted for half a second. “Well, well, well. It seems he’s cheating on you. I told you to leave when you could. Now your heart must be broken.”

My chest twisted painfully.

Even though her intentions weren’t good, she had only said the truth but I was too stupid to listen.

I didn’t look away from her. “You sound very sure that he’s cheating.”

Selene lifted her glass and took a slow sip. “I know Damon. The other woman is probably trying to give you a hint and you’d be a fool not to take it.”

Was this her way of confirming she was the other woman?

“He told me he didn’t touch you,” I said.

She tilted her head slightly. “Did he?”

The question landed harder than an answer.

I felt my chest tighten. “So it is yours.”

She set the glass down carefully. “It’s not important whose it is. What matters is that he keeps choosing to see someone while being married to you”

“That’s not what I asked.”

Selene smiled again, but this time it was thinner. “You married a man who doesn’t belong to one woman. I warned you about that, didn’t I?”

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“You also said he loved you,” I said. “Beatrice came by and gave me a brief lesson about your history. So tell me if you’re fucking Damon.”

Selene gasped and her hand moved to cover her mouth. “You shouldn’t use such words as a lady.”

She sat there composed and polished, her posture was perfect, and her clothes chosen to impress even at midnight. She looked like someone who never unraveled in public.

I, on the other hand, felt raw.

My hair wasn’t styled anymore, my eyes were swollen, and my emotions sat too close to the surface. I didn’t look like a woman who had everything under control.

I looked like a woman who had done something close to love so recklessly and was paying for it.

I let out a humorless laugh. “I don’t care about talking like a lady. I’m talking to you because I want to know the truth.”

“Then shouldn’t you be talking to your husband?” She asked, a brow raised. “Look, I was once in my twenties like you and I was insecure too. When you’re in your thirties like me you’d understand men better.”

I hated the way she sounded.

I hated how she spoke to me like I didn’t have enough brain cells to argue with her. Worse, part of me even believed that.

I mean, here I was talking to Damon’s ex–girlfriend when I could just let it go. She didn’t owe me anything, he did.

“Damon and I visited the place we used to sneak off to as teenagers today,” she said, a smile on her face. “God, that brought back so many memories…”

I stopped listening just then.

She was still speaking but I’d already zoned out in my head, stuck on the words she uttered.

“Wait, what did you just say?” I asked.

Her smile faded at the edges. “About what?”

My breath turned sharp. “You said you both visited the place you used to sneak off to as teenagers. Why?”

She nodded slowly. “Yes, we did. He didn’t tell you?”

My throat tightened. “Why?”

She heaved a sigh and looked away from me. When she finally held my gaze again, something close to guilt was swirling in her

eyes.

“It would be better if he told you himself,” she said softly. “But since you asked, we went there to talk about the possibility of getting back together.”

My heart fell to my stomach.

All the breath escaped my lungs.

Beatrice was mean but she wasn’t a liar. Damon still wanted to be with Selene and he lied to me about everything. Why the fuck was he keeping me around then?

Bile rose to my throat.

“You’re naive and you think men don’t lie,” she said, her brows lifted slightly. “That’s why you’re emotional.”

I pushed back the emotions that rose in me because I didn’t want to prove her point.

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“I’m honest and I don’t act like I’m unaffected,” I responded, “Answer my question. Is the underwear yours?”

She leaned back in her chair, crossing, her legs slowly, “If it were, do you really think I’d be careless enough to let you find proof?”

My hands curled on laps. “So it wasn’t yours.”

She nodded and took another sip from her glass. “It wasn’t mine. I have no interest whatsoever in Damon, believe me. He’s the one chasing after me.”

I jerked my head back as if she had slapped me, “You’re not? That’s hard to believe,”

She shrugged. “I don’t think I should be your main focus. If you found another lady’s underwear then he’s lying to both of us. You should concentrate on finding the other woman in your marriage.”

“No,” I shook my head, pushing back the tears that threatened to spill. “I won’t be doing that. I’m leaving him.”

Her drink froze halfway to her lips, her eyes gleaming too brightly. She dropped her glass and sat up, leaning in closer.

“You’re what?”

I held her gaze. “That was why I called you here. To tell you that you’ve won. But now that I know it wasn’t yours, what’s the point?”

I noticed her eye twitch as she reached across the table and held my hand.

“I’m sorry you’re going through this. I just want what’s best for you. You had a rough breakup and the next day you were already married again. You need some time away from him to heal.”

I pulled my hand away and stood up. “Don’t act like you know me. Just answer one last question. Are you still in love with Damon?”

She blinked, my question obviously catching her off guard. “I never said I wanted him. I said he wants me.”

“Answer the fucking question, Selene.”

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