Shredded Vows: The Billionaire’s Secret Heir novel Chapter 2

Yes, Gideon didn't love her.

"Tessa, I'm not going back tonight." Lydia took a sip of her drink, set the glass down, and looked up to ask, "Can I crash at your place?"

Although Tessa didn't understand why Lydia wouldn't go home—especially since she loved Gideon and had finally waited for his return—she still nodded in agreement.

"Sure."

She would unconditionally support whatever her best friend wanted to do.

And so, Lydia didn't go home that night.

She originally wanted to use her actions to tell Gideon that she had a life of her own too. She could be just as carefree and casual as he was, hoping to provoke a reaction by staying out all night.

She refused to believe this man was completely devoid of emotion.

At ten o'clock that night, at Belvoir Estate.

The Gray family's billion-dollar mansion was brightly lit, a place Gideon hadn't returned to since their wedding.

A black Volvo was parked in the courtyard, its sleek lines reflecting a deep, imposing luster.

The sheer presence of the car gave the entire Belvoir Estate a suffocating sense of pressure.

As the minutes ticked by, the night was destined to be permeated with a chilling aura due to Lydia's absence.

The next morning.

When Lydia took a cab back to Belvoir Estate and saw the black Volvo parked in the courtyard, her steps faltered, her chest suddenly tightening, and her radiant complexion paled.

A second later, she quickly hurried inside!

Catherine sat upright on the sofa, her makeup impeccable but her expression cold. Her gaze, sharp as a blade, swept toward the wall clock once more.

She had been waiting from eight o'clock last night until seven o'clock this morning!

Mrs. Gable had stood by with her head bowed all night, exhausted to the bone. She didn't even dare to breathe too loudly, as Mrs. Gray's expression was icy enough to freeze the room.

She really sweated bullets for Lydia!

It seemed Gideon hadn't come back last night either. Lydia finally understood that an unloved person shouldn't try to compare themselves to others.

"Go buy me some medicine," Lydia said, sitting on the sofa and taking a bite of an apple.

Mrs. Gable couldn't help but feel nervous. "Are you sick?"

She shook her head, standing up and heading upstairs. She spoke at an unhurried pace,

"I need to get pregnant with Gideon's child. How else am I going to get him into bed without using a little trick? You can't let a fleeting man like him slip through your fingers once you catch him."

Mrs. Gable was left speechless.

Lydia deeply loved Gideon, and her lifelong dream had been to marry him.

Now that her dream had come true, why would she divorce him? So many women wanted to be Mrs. Gray!

At the turn of the stairs, Lydia stopped and looked back, offering a smiling reminder. "As long as it isn't lethal, get the strongest stuff you can find. I'm leaving this to you!"

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