The Billionaire Who Faked My Love Story And Lost The Real One Chapter 03
I didn’t answer a single one.
Five minutes later, the front door flew open.
Garrick stood in the doorway, chest heaving.
He’d run so hard his wound had ripped open. The blood soaking through his shirt was spreading fast.
He didn’t even notice. He crossed the room in three strides and tore the divorce papers in half.
Then he burned the pieces. Held a lighter under them until there was nothing left but ash.
Then he looked at me.
His eyes were feral.
“Elara, you know damn well I’d die before I let you go.”
“You had to know Wren played me into signing that.”
“So why the hell did you sign it?”
Before I could answer, his mouth was on mine.
Violent. Desperate. He tasted like blood.
I wrenched my head away, laughing through the breathlessness.
“Right. You can’t live without me. But you can cheat on me.”
He froze.
“I sneered. What, you think I’m so in love with you that I’ll just take whatever you throw at me?”
I held his stare, and something in his face gave way.
He pressed his cheek against my neck, nuzzling into me.
“I messed up. Tell me what you want. I’ll do it.”
“Make Wren get rid of it.”
Garrick didn’t hesitate. “Done.”
“Break up with her.”
This time, he paused.
“…Fine.”
I said nothing. Just laughed.
Right on cue, a scream tore out of the phone on the pillow.
“Garrick! You bastard!”
The blood drained from Garrick’s face.
I held up my phone, smiling. The call timer was still running.
His little girlfriend had been listening to every word.
Wren was hysterical on the other end.
“Garrick, you threw me and this baby away first! Don’t you dare forget that! I swear to God, I’ll make that bitch pay for what she did to our child!”
The line went dead.
Garrick looked like he wanted to put his fist through the wall.
But he looked at me and swallowed it, jaw locked tight.
He shoved me aside and walked out.
I took my time following the tracker to a bridge.
They were already deep into it.
Screaming at each other between kisses. Shoving each other and then holding on.
The second he spotted me, Garrick went rigid. He stepped in front of Wren.
His voice was barely controlled.
“Elara, what the hell do you want? Wren’s in a fragile state. I’m warning you, don’t push her.”
But Wren stepped out from behind him.
Her cheeks were still wet, but the victory was already back in her eyes.
She came straight for me and leaned in close.
“Men will say anything.”
“Don’t listen to their words. Watch what they do.”
“There are two of us in this body now. So tell me. When it comes down to it, who do you think he picks?”
Before I could react, she grabbed me by the throat and dragged us both off the edge.
The ice shattered on impact. Freezing water swallowed us whole.
Every shard of ice was a blade against my skin.
The cold hit so hard it felt like my body was being torn apart.
Wren’s voice cut through the water, panicked but sure of herself.
“Garrick! I have your baby inside me! Are you gonna let me drown?!”
Ice cracked and water churned. Garrick jumped in.
He tore through the water toward us.
He hesitated. Just a few seconds. Then he grabbed Wren and pulled her close.
“Elara, you can swim. You’ll make it. Wren can’t!”
Wren sagged against his shoulder.
She looked back at me, and she was smiling.
She mouthed it.
“This time, I win.”
I mouthed back.
“Maybe we both win?”
She froze, staring at me like I’d just pulled a gun.
But I didn’t call for help.
And I didn’t swim to shore.
Garrick was right. I could swim just fine.
And right then, it hit me. I’d never get free of him as long as he knew I was alive.
But what if I wasn’t?
The sunlight broke apart above me, scattered by the surface.
I watched the two of them clinging to each other, and I let myself sink.
Goodbye, Garrick…
I was about to slip away beneath the surface.
But the light above me shifted. And then it went still.
