The Billionaire Regretted Losing His Invisible Wife novel Chapter 328

Chapter 328 Pain isn’t always something to be avoided

Mia’s POV

The children had been asleep for twenty minutes when I finally worked up the courage to call Thomas. My phone felt slippery in my palm, and I had to wipe my hands on my jeans twice before I could dial properly. The apartment was quiet except for Gas’s gentle snoring from the foot of Alexander’s mattress and the distant hum of traffic outside.

“Mia?” Thomas’s voice sounded tired, like he was speaking from the bottom of a well.

“Hi,” I said, settling into the kitchen chair farthest from the bedroom. “I wanted to let you know Madison’s doing well. She ate three plates of pasta for dinner and helped the boys build a castle out of blocks.”

“Thank God.” The relief in his voice was immediate and genuine. “I’ve been worried sick. How is she emotionally?”

I traced patterns on the kitchen table with my finger, following the wood grain. “She’s scared, but she’s tough. She asked if she’ll ever see her mother again, and I didn’t know what to tell her.”

Thomas was quiet for so long I thought the call had dropped. “Mia, there are things happening that I can’t… things are more complicated than I thought.”

“What do you mean?”

“Theo’s family. They’re not just upset about the financial fraud. They’re claiming that Victoria…” He stopped, and I could hear him breathing carefully. “They think Victoria had something to do with Theo’s death.”

The words settled between us like stones dropping into still water. I thought about Victoria’s perfectly manicured mask.

“Thomas…”

“I don’t know what to think anymore. The family hired private investigators months ago. They think she might have been… interfering with it. There’s no proof yet, but they’ve reopened the investigation into his death.”

I thought about Madison’s thin arms, her desperate hunger, the way she’d devoured those sandwiches like someone who never knew when the next meal would come.

“Where does that leave you?” I asked.

“They’ve subpoenaed me. Apparently I was one of the last people to see Theo before he died.” His voice cracked slightly. “Mia, I saw how quickly he deteriorated those last few weeks. I should have asked more questions.”

I could hear the guilt eating at him.

“You couldn’t have known,” I said softly.

We sat in silence for a moment. I could hear Thomas’s breathing, uneven and careful, like someone trying not to

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