Dirty Secrets of the Billionaire's Wife

I felt my pulse race and suddenly grew awkward and embarrassed.

“I’m fine. Don’t bother.” I pulled away from his grip and smoothed my dress. An unnecessary gesture.

I turned sharply to leave, but Theo caught my wrist.

“Why are you in a hurry? We haven’t even said hi yet,” he said calmly, wearing that sweet smile.

I shrugged his hand off me.

“There is no point. Let’s pretend we don’t know each other, please. And leave my son and husband out of this.”

He chortled. “You mean our son?”

He really knew?

“Excuse me. I aborted that pregnancy, if you don’t know. Did you think Adam was going to let me keep it?”

“And you think I would stand here and watch you lie to me?”

“Theophil, please stay away. You should have a family by now. You don’t have to do this.”

He let out a sneering chuckle. “Of course, I have a family. I have a son. Ted is my son.”

I shook my head as if it would fall off. “No, he is not. The fact that you think you both look alike is only a figment of your imagination.”

“Listen, Tori. It’s one thing for you to deny me access to my son, and it’s another for you to deny me paternal rights, don’t you think?” he said, his smile fading. “If you keep denying that he is my son, then I’ll simply walk up to George, tell him the truth, and we’ll do a DNA test.”

For the first time, I was forced into silence.

“I dropped my business card with you, hoping you would call or text so we could talk,” he continued. “I thought by now you would have caught the hint after my attitude yesterday in George’s presence. Do you think I’m a joke, or that there’s nothing I can do?”

I took in a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves.

“Please… can we talk about this later?” I pleaded.

“I still love you, Tori, and you know it. I’ve never stopped thinking about you all these years. We can still have another chance together. I know you still hate George badly.” He gave me a wistful look that pierced into my soul, and I was forced to look away as something inside me cracked.

But I didn’t get the chance to respond because one of his subordinates came to call him. He turned and left immediately.

I cursed under my breath as I watched him walk away.“Why didn’t he fight for me this way back then? Why did he wait for ten freaking years and leave me to suffer?”

A sudden, overpowering, pleasant scent filled the air, and I turned immediately. It was a tall, pretty blonde in a rider’s outfit.

“Is everything okay? Do you have a problem with my fiancé?” the lady demanded hotly, glaring at me.

Fiancé?

So Theo had someone already? Why claim he still loved me then?

Before I could give her a smart comeback, Adam suddenly appeared beside me out of nowhere.

“I guess you don’t know her,” he gestured toward me, addressing the lady with a sly smile. “Victoria Williams, wife of the CEO of Will-Tech Holdings, one of the major sponsors of this event.”

That was the first time I was hearing George was a sponsor, but I knew better than to react.

The lady gasped in surprise and quickly bowed apologetically.

“My bad. I’m so sorry. I must have misunderstood you. I’ll be on my way.”

She scurried off immediately without waiting for another word.

I glared at my brother. “Now what was that for? Why are you interfering?”

Adam gave me a lopsided smile. “I knew you would be here. Bringing Ted is the perfect excuse to see Theo, isn’t it?”

“Watch what you say, Adam! Do you think I ever wanted to be here?”

He shrugged nonchalantly. “Not like I care. I only came to see you. I need fifty thousand bucks. Just want to close a business deal.”

I shook my head furiously. “No, Adam. You collected a hundred and fifty thousand just last week, and within a month you’ve taken close to half a million dollars.”

He gave me an irritated, condescending stare. “Have I ever asked you for money before then? Besides, you never wanted to marry George, and now what? You want the whole money to yourself? You even have the guts to yearn to get into bed with Theo again, yet you stand here talking crap?”

“You’re not making any sense, and you know it.”

“Tori, we both know you wouldn’t be in this marriage if not for me. Just imagine you had insisted on carrying Theo’s baby. How do you feel now that you gave George a son instead?”

It hit me then that he was still ignorant, and that was a huge relief. If not, Adam would have been so ready to blackmail me with it.

One would think being his only sister or sibling would earn me some advantage. But it was as if we were cursed to be enemies from birth.

If the second child, Carlo, were still alive, things would be different. He was a real saint. Unfortunately, he went missing at a beach party two years before I graduated high school and has been dead to us ever since.

“Are you giving me the money or not?” Adam pressed.

I glared at him. He should have been the one who went missing, not Carlo. Sometimes, I can’t help but imagine Adam playing the role of Cain in the Bible, because he and Carlo attended that party together. And Adam could be truly mean when he wanted to be.

I shook my head stubbornly. “No, I’m not!” I yelled, stalking off to where the other parents sat in the arena watching the kids’ tryouts.

Even if I had the money, I wouldn’t give him a dime.

“Fine. Then I’ll tell George the real truth.”

I heard Adam say.

No way.

I whipped my head back immediately.

Was he aware all along and pretending otherwise?