Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 551

“Wiona!” Conrad was already at her side, pulling her into his arms as if he’d never let go. “You scared me so much.” His voice was soft, but the worry in his eyes was impossible to miss. “I’m sorry. I should have taken better care of you. I didn’t realize how exhausted you were after everything yesterday. I’ve been a terrible husband. Go ahead, punish me if you want.”

He took her hand, trying to guide it to his cheek. Wiona resisted, but her hand still landed with a sharp slap. The sound startled them both. She stared at him, wide-eyed. “Conrad, your face is still hurt! Are you out of your mind?” She reached up, cupping his face and turning it gently to check the damage, her fingers light with worry. Even with the careful makeup, she could see traces of yesterday’s bruises. No miracle cream could have healed him this fast. “Serves you right if it hurts!” she scolded, glaring at him for his ridiculous stunt.

Conrad just smiled, wanting only to see her laugh. He caught her hand again, kissing her palm over and over. “Don’t be angry. Really, it’s all over now. Our family is safe. We can finally look forward to some peace. And it’s all because of you. If you hadn’t held everything together, if you hadn’t been so strong for us, I might have lost my mom and my sister all over again.”

He meant it. Without Wiona’s strength, Annette would have completely fallen apart when she heard about Conrad’s so-called death. She might not have made it through to see the truth. Alice, too—without Wiona’s help, who knows where she’d be? Maybe in Devin’s clutches. And most important of all, Wiona had kept herself and their babies safe. That was what gave Conrad the freedom to face Devin and finally put an end to everything.

Thinking of Annette, Wiona’s worry returned. “How’s your mom? I heard she’s still in bed. I haven’t had a chance to check on her.”

Her concern was real. Winning Annette over had been tough, but now Wiona felt only compassion for her. After seeing how broken Annette was by all the betrayals, Wiona could relate in a way she never expected. She’d cried so much yesterday that her eyes were probably still swollen. She hoped Conrad understood now too—maybe this was the start of something better between him and his mom.

“She’s not doing great,” Conrad admitted. “She needs rest. But her life isn’t in danger.”

Wiona let out a slow breath, still anxious. “I hope time helps her heal.” To find out the truth about her husband’s death, get kidnapped by her own brother-in-law, then watch him fall off a cliff—anyone would be wrecked after all that. Wiona herself had to stay in bed for a few days, so seeing Annette would have to wait.

While they were talking, Peter showed up at the door. Wiona was curious, but since this was their bedroom, Peter stayed outside. Conrad squeezed her hand. “I’ll be back soon.”

Wiona grabbed his sleeve, her eyes shining with worry. “Come back and tell me what’s going on as soon as you can, okay?” There was this strange sense of unease swirling in her chest, though she couldn’t quite figure out where it came from.

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