I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis novel Chapter 329

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Rhys looked uncomfortable. Alright, fine. I just… I wanted some time alone with you!

He stood, fetched his phone, and handed it to me. ‘Go on, call.‘

I took the phone, then realised suddenly I didn’t remember Ashton’s number.

Who memorises numbers these days anyway?

I could have looked up LGH’s official number, called through the main line, and asked whoever answered to put me through to their boss.

But that felt like too much hassle. It would mean going through people I didn’t know, it would take too long, and it would make the whole thing public before I was ready.

So I called Yvaine instead. Her number, at least, was a palindrome. Easy to remember.

‘Hello? Who’s this?‘ Yvaine sounded tired.

‘It’s me, Yvaine.‘

‘Mirabelle?‘ She swore in pain.

‘What’s wrong?‘ I asked.

‘Nothing, just smacked my head. Is it really you? You’re alive?‘

‘I’m fine. Can you come and get me?‘

‘You’re not dead? You’re really okay? You… you scared me half to death, you know that? I haven’t closed my eyes in two days. I’ve been going out of my mind…‘ Her voice broke, and she began to cry.

‘It’s alright. I’m fine now, don’t worry. Just come and get me, okay?‘ My voice was weak and raspy.

‘Yes, yes, of course. Tell me where you are. I’ll come right now,‘ she said, her words tumbling out between laughter and tears.

‘Right, the address.‘ I looked over at Rhys.

He took the phone from me and gave Yvaine the address.

Then he turned to me. ‘She says she’s on her way.‘

I nodded.

Rhys left the room, and I got changed.

I refused his offer of help and slowly made my way downstairs.

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The house was new and tastefully decorated, exactly what you’d expect from Rhys and his good taste.

Part of me wanted to ask what had happened to the penthouse he used to own the one I’d stayed in, the one that was supposed to be our wedding home.

But I didn’t.

Sitting on the living room sofa, I tried to piece together everything I could remember from the day I fell into the lake, but the harder I tried, the more my head hurt.

I forced myself to think about something else.

Rhys sat with me. He looked like he wanted to talk, but I wasn’t in the mood.

When I heard tyres crunching on the gravel outside, I knew Yvaine had arrived.

I got up to open the door.

‘What are you doing here?‘ Yvaine was just stepping out of her car, talking to someone else.

I followed her gaze and froze when I saw Ashton getting out of his car.

‘Are you having me followed? Tracking me?‘ Yvaine glared at Ashton.

He’d lost weight. His eyes, usually so sharp, were now bloodshot, and he looked pale and worn down, as if a strong wind might knock him over.

Seeing him like that made my heart ache. My eyes stung, and a heavy, sour feeling settled in my

chest.

‘Mirabelle, I swear I didn’t tell him! I had no idea he was having me watched,‘ Yvaine turned to me quickly, her voice frantic.

I gave her a faint, reassuring smile. ‘I believe you.‘

She hurried over, looked me up and down, then pulled me into a gentle hug. ‘Look at the state of you. You’re so pale.‘

I patted her back. ‘I’m alright. Just a bit of a fever. It’s nothing serious.‘

‘Let’s go.‘

I nodded, then turned to Rhys. “Thank you again. Goodbye.‘

Rhys just nodded silently.

Yvaine had never been particularly friendly with Rhys, but this time she only snorted softly and said nothing.

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