The Billionaire Regretted Losing His Invisible Wife novel Chapter 83

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“Seatbelt,” Thomas reminded me, every inch the protective older brother he’d always been with Scarlett.

“Yes, sir,” I replied with exaggerated obedience, earning a slight smile.

We drove in comfortable silence for a while, the city sliding past in a blur of autumn colors. I felt a little awkward. I felt naked in front of Thomas. I don’t know what Scarlett told him about me. But I’m pretty sure he knows about my crazy crush on Kyle, and about getting married, getting divorced, and getting pregnant after the divorce. That pretty much sums up my life after college.

But other than knowing that Thomas is a workaholic developing his career in Hong Kong, I know almost nothing about him.

“So,” I ventured finally. “Hong Kong?”

He glanced at me briefly. “Yes?”

“Scarlett often talks about your exploits in Hong Kong. Though mostly in the context of you being, and I quofe, ‘a workaholic nightmare who needs to get out more.””

That earned an actual laugh. “That sounds like my sister.” He navigated smoothly through traffic. “But yes, I spent the last few years expanding our Asia-Pacific operations. Watching how other cultures balance tradition with progress – it changes how you see things.”

I thought about that, about the Thomas I remembered from childhood who’d been so rigid about rules and proper behavior. The man beside me seemed… softer somehow. Still precise, still controlled, but with edges that had been worn smooth by

experience.

“Is that why you came back?” I asked.

“Partly.” He signaled for a turn with mathematical precision. “Though watching Scarlett navigate this whole arranged marriage situation was… enlightening.”

“How so?”

“She chose it,” he said simply. “On her terms, for her reasons. Not because anyone forced her. I respect her choice.”

“It sounds like you were not optimistic about the marriage at first?” I asked.

“I don’t know James very well. But I will do my best to protect my sister. That’s what I can do,” he replied calmly.

At that moment, I really envied Scarlett for having a brother like Thomas.

“What about you?” he asked eventually. “Scarlett mentioned you’re working on some innovative designs?”

“The children’s center, yes.” My hand drifted to my stomach automatically. “It’s meant to be a healing space – somewhere kids

can feel safe while recovering.”

“Creating environments that actively contribute to healing. That’s real impact.”

“Thanks.” I felt my cheeks warm slightly. “Though it’s nothing compared to restructuring entire business empires.”

“Different kinds of impact,” he corrected. “But equally valuable.”

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