The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 572

Chapter 572

And yet, despite the suffering she had endured from him, a part of her still screamed that he didn’t deserve to die the way he did in Brandon’s hands. No matter what kind of criminal he was, Jethro was still her daughter’s father. Lydia had always been soft— so much that some people might even call her a coward.

She was a quiet, servile woman who had always heeded her husband’s beck and call. Perhaps it was also because she depended on him for everything. Now that he was gone, she, too, had lost any semblance of direction.

Lydia looked down at her daughter and closed her eyes in pain, tears streaming down her cheeks.

“I’m sorry, darling…” she slowly uttered to the child in her arms.

The baby, blissfully innocent and uncomprehending, waved her tiny hands and babbled at her mother.

Natalie’s heart sank deeper with every step she took away from the ward.

She was pulled out of her despairing thoughts by the ringing from her phone. She looked at the screen, her brows furrowing at the caller ID.

Why was Brandon calling her?

Sean must have told him about her visit to the hospital. Natalie didn’t answer the call, afraid that Brandon would question her. She put the phone back inside her bag and pretended not to hear anything.

Just as she walked out the hospital gate, a woman wearing a blue baseball cap brushed past her. The stranger felt familiar for some reason. Natalie was about to take a second look, but she bumped into a man who was walking towards her.

“What the hell, woman! Don’t you have eyes? You knocked my phone to the ground!” the man cursed angrily.

“I’m sorry.” Natalie apologized and picked up the phone, and then handed it to him. When she looked back again, the woman was gone.

Was she just seeing things? The woman’s side profile seemed to resemble Vivian.

On one corner, Vivian pressed her back against the wall as she gasped for breath. She then gingerly poked her head out from her hiding place to look at the gate of the hospital. Natalie had left.

Vivian stepped out from the corner. She had never expected to run into Natalie.

She remembered the forlorn look on Natalie’s face. It could only mean that Natalie wasn’t able to persuade Lydia to appear at the press conference to clarify the truth.

Relief flooded Vivian. It was a good thing that she was one step ahead. She had already paid someone to pretend to be an employee from Jethro’s factory and tell Lydia that her husband was killed by

Brandon before Natalie could get to her. It was easy enough to make up a story where Brandon had bribed the police to shoot Jethro and shut him up for good.

Lydia ate up everything like a fool.

“You couldn’t even deal with a woman and a baby. I didn’t take you for this much of a fool, Natalie,” Vivian mocked as she walked into the general inpatient building.