The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

As Laney strode away with resolve, Garrett stood rooted in shock. He shook off his stupor after a few seconds and made to follow her, only to be intercepted by lan.

“What are you doing?” Garrett shoved lan aside impatiently. “Out of my way!”

lan spoke evenly. “Mr. Harding, since Mrs. Harding doesn’t wish to see you, it would be best not to disturb her.”

Garrett snorted, as if he’d just heard the most ridiculous joke. “I’m her husband. It’s none of your concern whether I seek out my wife and child. Don’t forget…”

He jabbed a finger into lan’s chest arrogantly. “You’re merely an assistant. This isn’t your concern.”

lan nodded and replied, “Indeed, I am an assistant, and it’s my responsibility to resolve issues for my employer.”

A sinister glint in his eyes, Garrett questioned, “So, are you implying that resolving issues for your employer includes sending fake divorce papers and forged wedding rings?”

lan hesitated for a moment before looking up with a calm smile. “Mr. Harding, I don’t know what you’re talking about. I serve Mrs. Harding and only act in the best interest of her and her daughter. You, however, are not my concern.”

Hearing this, Garrett’s fury mounted. Seizing lan’s collar, his eyes burning with rage, he demanded, “Tell me! Did you send the divorce agreement and the wedding ring?”

lan regarded him indifferently and countered, “Do you have any evidence?”

Garrett sneered in anger, “Do I need evidence? You’re the only one with access to Laney and the time to acquire her ring to fabricate it. Can you honestly say you didn’t do it?”

lan’s lips curled into a sneer. “Without evidence, no one can make such accusations. Mr. Harding, casting baseless aspersions will only push Mrs. Harding further away.” Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Garrett’s fury reached a boiling point, and he raised his fist, intent on teaching lan a lesson.

Seeing the imminent altercation, Evan rushed forward in an attempt to intervene.

Sensing something amiss, Laney quickly wheeled her baby back to investigate the situation.

Upon her return, she was greeted by the sight of Garrett and Ian grappling near the store entrance.

Moments later, lan found himself sprawled on the ground, a scrape marring his arm.

While Garrett loomed above, fist raised in triumph.

“Garrett!” Laney cried out, incredulous, “How could you hit him?” Garrett’s head snapped in her direction, his eyes locking onto the disappointment etched across Laney’s face.

Laney was extremely disappointed by the sight of Garrett attacking lan.

She never would’ve imagined that despite everything they had been through, Garrett would remain so self-centered and immature, displaying no signs of improvement in his character. Garrett walked stiffly towards Laney, attempting to reach for her hand. “Please, Laney, listen to me. I’m not…”

“Stop talking to me!”

Laney backed away from Garrett and looked at him with a cold, cautious stare, as though he were a stranger. “There’s nothing left for us to discuss. Please return to where you came from.” Laney’s harsh and impassive words pierced deeply through Garrett’s heart. In a burst of intense emotion, he

exclaimed, “Can’t you see that he was pretending? He’s always had malicious intentions hidden deep down, and even sent me fake divorce papers. He made it seem like I was attacking him! He’s trying to drive a wedge between us!” “I don’t care who sent the fake papers.” Laney spoke in a cold tone. “I only believe what I see. If you ever lay a finger on my family again, Garrett, I’ll sign the real divorce papers and mail them to you.”

Garrett stood frozen in utter disbelief, unable to move or react upon hearing those words.

After a long pause, he shook his head with a wry grin and said, “Laney, as someone who used to be a bodyguard, you should be able to tell whether lan was pretending. Yet, you refuse to even consider it. Could it be that I’ve lost your trust entirely?”

Laney stared at Garrett intently, then helped lan get back on his feet. In a monotone voice, she remarked, “Enough. To be honest, there wasn’t that much trust left between us.”

With those words lingering in the air, she left with lan and her child without taking a single look back.

Garrett watched them leave, with his face reflecting the strong sense of loss that he felt. The anguish pierced his heart, update fast overwhelming him like a swarm of ants whose incessant crawl suffocated him in a veil of agony.

Laney… Did she already consider lan as part of her family?

If so, what significance did he hold in her life?

What did he mean to her?

On their way back, Laney grew suspicious of lan after tending to his wound.

As she recalled the positioning of Garrett and lan in that moment, along with the pained expression on Garrett’s face as he defended himself, she couldn’t shake the feeling that lan’s wound was questionable. His wound didn’t seem to be the result of being forcefully pushed and scraped, but rather appeared more self- inflicted.

lan glanced at her briefly before quickly lowering his head. Only he knew what was running through his mind.

Laney let out a sigh, but ultimately, chose not to express her uncertainty.

Upon arriving home, Laney lulled Anya to sleep and carefully placed her back in the crib. Afterwards, she went to get the medicine box for lan.

lan stopped her and mustered a weak smile. “I can take care of it myself, Mrs. Harding,” he murmured.

“It’s okay. Let me help you,” Laney insisted.

She guided him to the couch and delicately applied the medicine to his wounds.

Despite being aware that he might try to frame Garrett, Laney couldn’t find it in herself to neglect his well-being.

lan had been a great source of support for her. During her most difficult moments, it was lan who stood by her side, offering quiet care and assistance.